I sought to catch Thee in the deep waters of superconsciousness. Little fishes of inspiration nibbled at my bait of meditation.
My concentration bobbed, but every time I pulled I missed Thee.
I baited the hook of my meditation with the tasty spice of love: the little fishes tugged, and I watched them do so with attentive zeal. Lo! my mind’s oat vanished beneath Thy waves of bliss.
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 sh for Thee ever in the deepest waters of my soul.