the drifting

To be constantly swept away...
by the swell of the waves...
and the gulps of inescapable sighs...
And the endless breathes that just never seem to be enuff,
To feel the spirit filled winds breeze past me, my senses suspended,
..intoxicated, ravaged, wasted, satiated..

They are what i will yearn for..never ceasing nor breaking..
For a reason did i go..
Thinking i would find all the answers and come back..

And what did i find.. but more reasons to never want to come back..
to just drift in the vast expanse of nothingness..to just let go and let out.. where nothing but bliss and peace would fill my senses.. i think i found it in the beauty and the splendour...the soft waves, the light reflection on the surface, the endless sky..the streaks of red,orange or were they pink or yellow...the sinking sun in all its glorious glamour... granting the promise of an unceasing touch..

i knew i jus had to embrace the moment.. and i did..

and i told myself..

this untouched beauty will neither fade nor perish...but for want of this idyllic utopia.. i will come back to it...

for the moments of solace ..away from what i not even know of...

for it itself has become the reason for my solace.