Nil says the water

Creatures in the dark, fumbling through naked truth

Such emphasis on transient sorrows leaves ties stranded;

Mercurial thoughts can offer no solace, what can soothe ?

A reflection in hindsight vivid, memory branded.

Be water, flow with joy, bend on a whim and a will,

Neither shape nor form, binds frame,

Without color or odor, energy be Nil,

Sannyasi, and an artist did once lay their claim.