Its end is eternal
Trenches are unseen
Pacific is its mistiness
Hides the mantle in its swathe
Earth sob in its lap

Its certitude is stillness
All the fringes are volatile
Each sect is salinity
It's the womb of life someway
Beyond the contrast of eyeball

It's the container of world
Endurance that's pacific
Some time as minerals of life
Sometime that enchant as a nymph
A voyage never drop in purity

If purity speak that side
Can't restrain as its ravage
Cycles of nature is fable
Mystic and enchanting
Thou art is beyond control! ! !

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SALINI NAIR

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