In search of truth
did I go back and forth
Wandered through Mountains
bathed in rivers sacred, with the pious
Whichever way the blind pointed
with hope and zest me travelled
Every which way I smelled the scent
but round and round is all I went
Wasted lives to know the one who is not
but the feverish pitch of seeking would cease not
What does it take to fathom the ocean
even fish or whale is clueless of the ocean
It is only the salt that can be ocean
a Salt Doll I became, just a plunge made me the ocean.
– Sadhguru
