Like a silent invisible stream
flowing beneath the bare soil,
the river of LIFE impels, and
floods the vast eternal land
as my vision of it slowly swells
through the sands of time
through the sands of experience
through the sands of space
filling that inner and outer expanse.
Life is Life –it has to make sense
as a continuing tangible presence
without pretense—
against wild powers and furies
of run-lose fear and emotional flurries.
Life nurtures each of us in our daily bower
in spite of a fear of death
as it brings down a defeatist’s tower,
and the calm of a rising crest, the breath,
leads you and I, and all —if we let –
to an all-permeating peace,
and I humbly bow!
April 15, 2013
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