I am this infinite ocean of exist consciousness. In this ocean, small waves come up. They are nothing but these entire universes which come up. The universe emerges like waves in me. And so when the wave is coming up, isn't the wave still a part of the ocean? Of course, it's nothing other than water. And when it disappears, where does it disappear too? Water again. This means we are forever on the lap of the mother. One day what, god knows, where we are going. No, we have come from the mother. At death, we go back to the mother - that is the meaning of this. It's really moving. What poetry.