One Night By The River…

Hand held out by the river side
A young little lass lay all drawn & tested
The moon spread its light that night
In the midst of the thicket and darkest night
What questions gnawed her mind & what answers did she seek?

Mysteries of the universe waiting to be revealed.
What cosmic puzzle & chance of fate
Had brought her to this undiscovered, hidden state.
The world she thought was a messed up river
Constantly in turmoil to the naked eye
Hiding treasures and secrets deep within
All calm and serene –laughing unbidden.

But who would take the dive on a stormy night
Seeking the inner world, beyond the obvious
What mad fool, would risk his life
Just to discover the meaning of being.

And what then would become of him-
Who jumped into the ocean on such a night?
Would he find his way back home some day or
Settle down in the new found land?
Can one exist on two planes and yet lead one life?
Many questions cropped that night – as she lay by the river hand held out.

A madman to the world – wandering between nothingness
For no more did he exist – than time or space
How could the drop not know itself
When drowned into the ocean of its being
His ramblings – made little sense
Except to those who knew no difference from him.
He spoke to himself & laughed out loud
While everybody were busy working around.

What purpose did they have and what did they seek
All busy leading a life – blissfully unaware of who they were.
And here she was, now by the river…following the path of the madman
Taking the plunge on a stormy night, in hope of finding the inner self.
No more questions did she have…nor answers did she seek
For the time had passed to Question Why
Now it was just to Do or Die !