Silent streams flowing
Quiet dreams rising upwards
We journey on this rough flow
Riding over rocky, ragged rush
The hush of Hereafters moving past
Whispers wisdom
As rafting leaves sail by
Coursing over slate and stone
The old pain blanks out
And becomes …
Something else,
Wonderful and profound …
The sound lulls you – calls you
To a newly wakened state …
Elate in the discovery


