Freewheeling

The sea, the beach, the breeze, mind is set free

Host of birds by the shore, food catching spree

Mind is calm, scenic view, a soothing balm

Mobile in the palm, words undammed

One with nature, memories remain as a treasure

One feels no pressure, not necessarily about pleasure

Mind composure, effortless in this, no need to measure

Picture this, man a habitual creature

Wallow in woes, it is all about what he does

Still in the rut, with all ifs and buts.

Orange glow of the evening Sun rippling on the sea surface

Seer’s face too glows in a rather soft blaze 

Ripples, waves, like thoughts unceasing

Sea weeds afloat, in the mind nothing to gloat

Sea on fire, just appears so, situation not dire

Imagery of human mind, when it creates its own quagmire.