All The Way

In the give and take of this world,
The spirit is immersed, 
The cup of happiness fills and empties itself,
The bliss that's stillness, 
And the stillness that's an ocean of bliss, 
You'll never know, 
How can you? 
You drink from the river, 
And the ocean seems far away, 
But if you were to walk to the ocean, 
It would meet you halfway, all the way, now if only you would walk...

The Song of the Sufi Masroof