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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La France Avatar
October 5, 2021 at 7:53 AM
Rama, congratulations on your win in my "O" contest with this wonderful poem, well done ~ love and serenity _Constance
Alex Avatar
September 24, 2021 at 10:52 PM
"Was born in Ocean Will merge in it." Great philosophy. Beautiful writing. Congratulations!
Evans Avatar
September 24, 2021 at 1:45 PM
Congratulations, Rama. Superb imagery. Have a Blessed day.
Rodrigues Avatar
September 23, 2021 at 3:05 PM
Myself a wave /floating atop/ Nice
Daniel Avatar
September 23, 2021 at 9:13 AM
Nice one, Rama, self-searching beauty:)
Kannan Avatar
September 22, 2021 at 5:51 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...
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