Confounding Ocean

I am deep, as I am shallow,

Strong as I am weak, brave as I am afraid,

The ebb tide and flood tide; I am the confounding ocean,

Its fury and calm, wave and tsunami,

Unknown to myself, I am much more,

When will I seek, if I ever will?

Tomorrow, perhaps, or when death knocks on my door,

I’ll leave believing that’s all I ever was.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof