A Vision Sublime

I was or we were somewhere in it
Among the denizens of the vast water
A live lake without end, infinite
The swans, gulls and many a feathered creature
Were floating, playing, hovering over it
Some were flying very high
A swan was sitting on the sky
As if embedded, still like a statue;
The phenomenon cannot be impromptu
Repeated in mortal time
Other than in a vision sublime;
Wakeful in other world, full of liberty
I swam in an unending ananda lahari.