The Ocean in a Drop -- AKSHR

The Ocean in a Drop

A single spark flies from the roaring flame,
Forgetful of the fire from whence it came.
It walks through dust, it wears a coat of clay,
And weeps alone, having forgot the way.

Yet deep within the quiet, crowded chest,
A silent stranger stirs and finds no rest.
It longs for heights the eyes can never see,
A captive eagle yearning to be free.

For what is man but Heaven’s breath confined?
A flash of Godhead in a mortal mind.
The outer shell may wither, age, and drop,
But the eternal stream will never stop.

You are no stranger to the cosmic throne,
You are the tissue, blood, and very bone
Of that great Love that spins the stars in space—
A hidden mirror reflecting the Divine face.

Turn inward now, and let the storm subside,
The ocean is not distant; look inside.
For in the smallest particle of soul,

Resides the presence of the perfect Whole.