You are That ((सो ऽहम्)

there’s nothing wrong with the seashells left behind,
the sea has escaped them quick exactly in her  time
Why do we weep when we lose what’s not to keep?
summer sun falls far into the frozen autumn rains:
and the snows arrive yearly to only go backwards again
Why do we expect to live beyond what Nature rules?
until God is reached, you are That Who eternally recurs.