Enlightenment!

Born as bubbles on the ocean,

Little airy nothings encased,
In shiny ego bodies of brine,
In magic veil of ignorance cloaked,
Nursing endless rows of desires,
To experience, to enjoy,
An engrossing new world,
The thick grease of passions,
The annoying flotsam of trials,
Gaudy promises of happiness,
Commingling with fleeting joys,
Fears, hurts; likes and dislikes,
Complexes, distinctions,
Of seeming good and evil,
An entrancing golden net,
Of memories nostalgic,
All woven by a mind,
A trap of sticky thoughts,
We, the bubbles, ride,
The frothy breast of the ocean,
Tossed by storms,
Divided by time, by space,
Of night and of day,
Of here and there,
Of past, present, future,
Of me and the other!
A life so hectic,
Pursuing allurements irresistible,
Gaudy treasures false,
Scrambling up the billows,
Sliding, slipping, screaming,
Down the crests of waves,
Blown by wings of desire,
Hurricanes of destiny,
Fed up with fate,
We yearn for rest,
Our lot perhaps,
To dry up, to pop,
On sandy shores foreign,
Or to dash, to break,
On the jagged rocks,
Of disappointments, of disenchantments,
Or perchance, be carried back,
To the sea, by wave next,
Resting awhile, in fleeting peace,
In joy, in the quietude,
In the valley 'twixt the swells,
The thralldom has stopped,
Relaxing in silence,
Desires gone, fancies vanished,
The relief inconceivable!
Wants be there none,
Suddenly doth realize,
Not this bubble be I,
Infinite! Eternal! Content!
Free, free and free am I!
The veil is torn,
awareness awake!
Verily, 'tis the oceanic me,
That took form of the bubble,
To play, to act,
To dream awhile!