In the fog of the sea of mind,
Skiffing thoughts soar to and fro
On wrinkling waves—watering—
To who knows where as they ripple
To be or not to be echoes of
negativity, neutral, or whatever:-
In the mental sky above all this,
A flash of awareness lightening
Reveals the necessity of the need
To reset the rudder of these wandering
Skiffing thoughts toward the reality
Shores of waiting sands of positivity.
Praises be to the Gifter of divine wisdom
In the midst of ship-wrecking-like thoughts
Where it becomes necessary to realize that
We are not only navigators of the sea of mind
But also the Captain of its mental-flowing skiff-
Wandering thoughts in need of divine guidance:-
As is seen in nature, the flowing waters of the seas
Are not always waving calmness and collectiveness;
Rather, they are sometimes water-skinned with turbulence,
And are in need of divine climatic attention to settle down.
Thus, whenever turbulent thoughts enter the sea of mind,
Remember—in its nature—We control the mind’s climate.