In the Ocean of sense br thoughts flow in its depth br has no beginning no ending br something mind and brain hail br br Tries with the ladder br travels far and far br runs like a horse here to there br br When finds something of interests br returns to its dwelling abode br takes a chair with cheering face br br If found nothing in the Ocean br returns being tired of haze br even in sleeping keeps open its race br br Soul pours sense and sense sails thoughts br thought sails mind to be with that br all are with instinct thoughts need to ride br at last in the Ocean swims pride.