By the river
where once in these ten thousand years
you let down your guard
and dismissed the guard
and removed your guard
and lay down your sword
and there was the Word
and truth tumbled out
and we were without
the need to know
or understand
master plan,
Way of
Love.

Then, hand in hand,
composed, in equanimity,
and found anew in love
and lost to what fought love
and raised up from a grave
and sent out as a wave
and freed from prison bars
and set spinning as stars
that merged as one
and multiplied,
made many
and then
One.

By the river
where once in these ten thousand years
I let down my words
and dismissed all words
and removed my words
and lay down my sword
and there was the Word
and truth tumbled out
and we were without
the need to know
or understand
master plan,
Way of
Love.