a constant felt sense

this drop was once

in oneness with the ocean

deep longing for return

a turning once more

pining to remember

again to be a member

this pain of wake up

from the deep slumber

ensconced within a pre-personal

cocoon of comfort

bestowed a personal gift

sovereign body

unique expression of life becoming

similar, conjugal but never quite the same

abutting, slamming against that which resists

I gather an inkling of where the other ends where I begin

pinned down by limits

I begin to learn the meaning of exceeding

alone in the desert's desolation

I take off garments of illusion

naked l commune with supreme emptiness

recharged I come back to feed multitudes in the market

this wound calls me to cross over

towards the shimmering shore

walk over raging waters of desires and attachments

in the darkest night of the soul

to let fear pass through me

in deep surrender

be in the bliss of Silence

drunk with the Divine

this drop can call forth the ocean.