A River of Life
There is a River of Life
arising out of the Deep Silence
that gives birth too
to Deep Time.
We ourselves are born
out of this Ground of our Being
and are not,
can never be,
from the Deep Silence itself.
But the invitation we live within
is to learn to imbibe
The River of Life
to such a depth of our Being
that we know our union with it;
For it always is, and ever will be,
system sensitive to subtle perturbations,
and what love creates
Kent09/06/2007 at 2:52 pm
This is nice. It reminds me of the beautiful last paragraph of one of my ten favorite books of all time, A River Runs Through It by Norman Maclean.
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”