
On the river of me
The sun here and there,
The trees, the fields, the lakes,
Some grass, some earth,
A friend, a flower,
A cloud, a bird, a song
And the longing in my heart
As I float
On the river
Of me.
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On the river of me
The sun here and there,
The trees, the fields, the lakes,
Some grass, some earth,
A friend, a flower,
A cloud, a bird, a song
And the longing in my heart
As I float
On the river
Of me.
The way the hills are covered with green
In the spring
Oh!
The rivers of the earth flow
The river roads wind
If you want to be in on all of this
Go to the tree that points in all directions
In the middle of the landscape
An interesting co-occurrence may unfold
Don’t mind the little blood that pours
You will be in touch with the old
You will remember the quarry with the back stones
And an ancient thought
Will show itself
To be dismissed
It is time for it to go.
He is sitting in meditation
A bigger friend from many lifetimes
Is sitting with him
It is near the river
And you can see the water flow
Through his body
The mountains are really waves
Of soft energy
Warm in the summer’s afternoon
Taking his heart out with them
To the next turn of the river
It is a wonder
That there is still
Some of him
Here.