On the Banks of a River

Updated: Feb 5, 2021

On the banks of a river


Spirit soars


Body clears


Mind vanishes


The sky looks for me


I am not to be found


That home from which words arise


Unto which words subside


The place the mind begins its journey


yet no mind reaches


More intimate than my own breath


More elusive than this moment


is you


is me


On the banks of a river

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