Ecstasy And Agony

Like a huge pride of lions roaring at ease From a hidden cavern in the distance , The disturbed robust sea diffuses resonance - In an infinite expanse of sonorous breeze The heavy, grey clouds gathering above , Let out at times , the bright silvery line , Now by chance to smile and then to decline, Bracing the dismal spirit and hope somehow All along and everywhere the fit of feel -- The relentless wild beat and serene symphony Turns into the note of remorse and agony ; Lived moments pass into the coffer to retreat What ails one standing before the sea at large , Is it the inner reflection of the distressed soul Or the enigma that covers life on the whole ? May be the pelagic domain has its own surge The eerie bearing of contained life all around Seems to be centred in the rhythm of some Cosmic order and muse of uniform humdrum In the extreme ecstasy again is agony found !