Unknown Love

 

image of ocean and a wave rushing to the shore

I could hear the waves
Whispering softly into my ears.

I could see them breaking at my feet
Tugging at my heart.

I could discern the echo
Reverberating all around me.

I could envision their calling
Loving invitation into their arms.

I could feel the sweep
Getting carried by their stroke.

I could hold the breezy touch
Caressing my fingertips.

I could embrace the love
Profound and intensely distinctive.

I could experience the peace
Twirling with them, again and again.

I could sense the solace
Of merging into the unknown.

The unknown blue, enveloping all
The luring love, alluring all.
ยฉ Balroop Singh

Do you ever feel the same kind of pull… the feeling of merging into the surroundings?

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The above poem is an excerpt from my latest poetry book Timeless Echoes. You can click on the link to look inside.

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40 thoughts on “Unknown Love

    1. Thank you Radhika, some words write themselves and you wonder how they came…that is what I call spiritual bliss, which hits you at times. I am sure you can relate to this feeling.

  1. I like the fact that you have used waves to express both pull and push. That is one unique feature of waves crashing on the shore. Isn’t it something like human love? There are times when we love, we express anger, we retort, scold and so on. It is like the same side of a coin.

    1. Interesting! I like your analysis arv, human love undoubtedly encompasses all those emotions that you have linked to the waves breaking at the shore. Thanks for your insight.

  2. Thanks for posting this, Balroop. One of my favorites from this beautiful book. “I could experience the peace
    Twirling with them, again and again.” Bliss.

  3. Balroop, you capture these moments of one with nature, the world around us, beautifully. At such times I feel an all-consuming sense peace and security . This is a poem with spiritual depth and serenity – thank you so much for sharing with us. Wishing you a lovely rest of the week, Balroop. โค๏ธ

    1. Thanks Annika, you made this foggy morning glow with warmth with your words… I am glad you could discern the spiritual depth in this poem. Love and hugs dear friend ๐Ÿค—โ™ฅ๏ธ

  4. What amazing timing to hear from you and come over and read that poem. Just minutes prior my brain and emotions were assimilating these beautiful, wonderful friends from the past. Then yes I did feel a merging and possibly even a convergence within. My blessings always to you Balroop! ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. I have to hand it to WordPress, or at least my community here, you folks always hit on the very topics I’ve been deeply contemplating, myself. I am awake at midnight unable to sleep for the events of the day and the hard rains beating on metal rooftops. Writing about merging with the landscape in my blogging journal – just wrote a comment on my last post to a woman I knew in Maine years ago. She’s very in tune with the earth, as am I. Talking about the winter there, how the weather hit me for years like I was a granite boulder having my edges smoothed from years of glacial ice and snowpack. So yes, in answer to your question, I have long merged with my surroundings(!) What a lovely offering, Balroop! โค

    1. Thank you for such a heartfelt response to my question Bela. Poets possess the intuition to pick up vibes from the surroundings! How can you be different dear friend. ๐Ÿ˜Š Many thanks for reading and sharing your reflections โ™ฅ๏ธ

  6. Indeed there is such a wonderful exchange of emotions with the surrounding when we are out in the glory of nature. The moment we step out into the heart of nature…there is whisper we don’t otherwise hear. It keeps calling. The sea shore, it has its own charm and the unending vastness spread in front of us takes our breathe away and the rhythmic flow of the waves hitting the shore with its own motion makes our emotion go crazy. We get lost in the magical flow of nature and its bounty of beauty harbored across the shorelines. The slow steps we take on the sands and the footprints we leave behind. The caressing of our feet with the waves and the playful nature of sand and water, there is a game of hide and seek, sand tries to hold onto its ground and the water takes the grip out of the ground. As we stand and observes this little phenomena happening around our feet we feel floated in the ocean of brewing emotions…the old memories come gushing out of our memory bank. There is that space of solitude and there is that world of unknown standing in front of us, we cross each other with reassuring solace and there is that spark of joy. We get immersed in the surrounding and we can hear our inner voice and there is that conversation that we keep missing in the home and out in our work place, much away from the nature.

    As always a joy reading such lovely poems of yours Balroop and lots to take away, I cherish every moment staying here. Just that I have been really bad at managing my time.
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  7. Hiiiiiii ๐Ÿ™‚
    So this poem of yours made my day. A lot of times I imagine myself in this surrounding but can never write down my feelings. You are amazing you penned beautifully my feelings when I face the sea. Thank you so much. This poem is a pleasure to read.

  8. Such lovely words. I have felt that pull to become one with my surroundings and you’ve replicated it beautifully with your poemโ€“โ€“brilliant. โค xo

  9. The solace of merging into the unknown…yes, I’ve felt it while standing on a mountain overlooking the green valley deep down, while standing in front of the ever-enthusiastic ocean. If only, if only I could!

    Your poems develop a feeling of peace sometimes… kudos…

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