It was a long while
since I hit the shores
and here I was
standing on the bay
walking, talking
all alone
in the serene
auro beach one morning
I was there before the sun
I woke up before him
to welcome him to the world
of 'not enoughs'
with not enough light
and to lit
fishermen seemed very busy
in their own routine
of catching not-the-fish
but their food
by loading their boats
with again not-enoughs
of desires and demands
of those on the luxury land
becoming sel(f)ish
with life on control
a walk towards the serenity
perhaps, untied the best
to feel, to joy
to more
that it takes me to the new
breaking the barriers
of self and the imagined
with an open mind
to see
they waited for the light
and for their stuff
to make it a deal
not to lose hope
and the sun peeked out
to see those fishermen
and the world
to protect
and gift them good
making it colorful
like gold
like afresh, anew
spreading through the day
of many million lives
a richness to live
waves carry light
all the times
oscillating like life
back and forth
till the edge
until it is absorbed
by the world
people often get enlightened
going by its phenomenon
perhaps the only reason
why they crave for it
every day, every life
a time comes
for us to return to our world
out of the trance
enjoyed enough
without knowing 'not enoughs'
in the other world
and we tend to leave
no indications
of where we were
and what we did
and why
we often look back
and try to recall
those moments
of trance and gold
to be sure of
going back
perhaps
one more time
visioning what it is
on a long walk on a long beach
here I am
back to my own
journey of life!
Srik
