On the spot where the earth ends and the aquatic kingdom marks its boundaries, a child is trying his luck.
He is fascinated by the majesty of the sea, and wants to ride high on those whitecaps.
The thrill of the surf is irresistible.
Yet, he is cautious.
I am inclined to name it sweet-surrender-asana.
My Lord, totally aware of my inability to swim, and overwhelmed by your majesty, I wait for your arrival on the shore.
O Ocean of Compassion, come and make me sodden with your love.