I went to catch Thee in the deep waters of super-consciousness. Little fishes of inspiration nibbled at my bait of meditation. The float of my concentration wavered, but every time I pulled, I missed Thee.
I spread my meditation-bait with love’s spices: the little fishes tugged at it, and I watched the float of my mind with attentive zeal. Lo! my mind’s float vanished beneath Thy bliss-waves.
O Colossal Denizen of my consciousness, I pulled at Thee, and with a bound Thou didst leap to the shores of my heart. Teach me to fish for Thee in the deep waters of my soul.