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Ocean

Ocean of life nurturing many Multitudinous treasures hidden within Myself a wave floating atop Miniscule Ephemeral How I enlarge myself in mind As against flowing with winds How much do I matter? Why am I worrying so much? How much is in my hands? Surely not as much as I assume Why not flow along wind Enjoy the ride to shore and back Was born in Ocean Will merge in it. 22.09.2021 For Constance La France ''O'' Contest, NEW POEMS

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Constance La France

Date: 10/5/2021 7:53:00 AM

Rama, congratulations on your win in my "O" contest with this wonderful poem, well done ~ love and serenity _Constance

Christuraj Alex

Date: 9/24/2021 10:52:00 PM

"Was born in Ocean Will merge in it." Great philosophy. Beautiful writing. Congratulations!

Marilene Evans

Date: 9/24/2021 1:45:00 PM

Congratulations, Rama. Superb imagery. Have a Blessed day.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/23/2021 3:05:00 PM

Myself a wave /floating atop/ Nice

Joanna Daniel

Date: 9/23/2021 9:13:00 AM

Nice one, Rama, self-searching beauty:)

Supraja Kannan

Date: 9/22/2021 5:51:00 AM

Absolutely beautiful!!! Lovely imagery throughout... Myself a wave floating atop.... How much is in my hands? Surely not as much as I assume Such inspiring lines...