Poem
"Beauty pulls me towards my Self,
And I try to hold on,
Drawn like a wave,
Striving to merge into the sea.
Drowning in divine love,
Terrifying of losing myself,
Trying with the last of my strength,
To keep my head above the ocean,
Of ecstasy.
But the ocean simply asks me:
“Let go”.
As you resist, you are sinking .
Surrender,
So that you can float,
Effortlessly."
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