Late by myself, in the
boat of myself,
no light and no land
anywhere,
cloudcover thick.
I try to stay
just above the surface,
Yet I’m already under
and living
within
the Ocean.
Rumi
heartsteps
a pilgrim's journey to the Great Better
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The Ocean
Posted: May 10th, 2009 under poem, reflection.
Tags: ocean, Rumi