The Realised Soul

hidden in bits and pieces it works like a jigsaw puzzle you meet, you see, you go from here, there without knowing the real picture until one day you suddenly realise the proding at your heart - waves that crest to leave a smooth surface you could write all your dreams the ultimate jigsaw that helps make a picture whole a life wholesome and as you leave the island the wind teases and smiles with you as if in celebration of having found a good company with a realised soul the sky beckons with rich azure blue, while from the sea golden fingers in haste try to write out verses that rush from your heart waves in quest of land