I am the boundless ocean

From the Ashtavakra Gita (approx. fifth century B.C.):

“I am the boundless ocean
The wind that blows anywhere it wants to

Bears in my chest the vessel we call World
The World tosses from one side
to another

But I remain serene
I am the deep ocean
Where waves drive
themselves up

Where planets are shaken, up and down
But I remain immutable

I am the boundless ocean
From which all constellations came from
Beyond all forms

I exist. I am.”