High on Waves

The hamsa has flown away,
Soaring high with its wings spread
Across the infinite sky.
It is searching for its ultimate abode
Since many yugas.
Knowledge it has received in abundance
From the jnanis of the world,
Grace and blessings of the divine, too.
Still, today it is restlessly flapping
Its wings in search.
Looking down at its own creation
Of the three worlds
Etched across the horizon,
Yes, it is flying high,
And flying ceaselessly in search,
Witnessing the world down below as leela.
Alone all alone, in the infinite sky,
My soul is flying to unite with its beloved.