A Wisp Of Being

A visual representation

Floating about in a lazy breeze,
I suddenly realised immense presence.
Airy and feathery, a bit humid from the sea,
Far below — oh, what a sight I saw.

Only when I turned back did I realise
The colossal cobalt endlessness
In which I was floating. I was growing too,
All the while ignoring the growing stress.

Soon came the mountains, and with them,
The expanse turned a brilliant turquoise,
Dazzling the pristine fluff I was.
I rushed past hills,
Touching peaks in my gentle wake, as I continued.

But soon, I could hold on no longer,
And as greyness enclosed me,
I began to let go — let go of my being —
Falling in a downpour of peace,
Letting my fears drain out, liberating me.

I went on like this until 

All my fears and sorrow poured with the rain,

 until I was a mere wisp.

And just as vulnerability tried to grasp me, 

the endless blue held me in its arms 

And coddled me,

Until I was whole again.

--Advait Nair