“The waves of desire in the world-ocean are intoxicating wine. ”
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The waves rushed towards the shore
Each competing with the other
In a race to reach the land first.
But a young wave seemed reluctant
To move forward : touching the shore
Is sure death! Why should I proceed? It cried.
The swaying waters smiled and said:
There is no death in gifting oneself to the beloved.
The land is the lover of the ocean,
Therefore it’s shores surround us in an eternal hug,
From the cliffs and hilltops, it stares at us with longing
The ocean answers the land’s call by reaching out
With its gentle waves, in a romance everlasting
And forever incomplete.