- Vol. 05
- Chapter 03
The foaming figure lingering out of the blue and dry patches, Rolling and rolling on the path of the journey, The hues and colours mingling to form the foam And the leaves blowing away. The soul is a form of foam that Journeys from the darkest plains To the foamy oceans, From the crowded earth To the shiny heavens, From the shimmery blues To the lofty suns: Everything mingles in the form of foam Taking the variants at a time; And blowing away in no seconds. Life is an odyssey through the forms of foam And the bodies blowing leaves, The foam keeps on changing form and the body flows afloat— in the continuing Odyssey.