If I have to move mountains then so be it. 
Let the mountains move and the red seas part
because I intend to walk half way. 

Faith to faith, across oceans of forgiveness
I will meet you if you dare to make this journey. 
There is so much we do not know. 

We must honor the other's grief, 
the shared suffering of separate lives
and hold a space beneath the shaded tree.

I've been planting mustard seeds for years
and all the birds upon my branches
are ready now to fly.

You, beautiful dreamer, still as bold as ever,
have moved mountains more than I,
were blind as I, but now we see. 

This much I believe.