From the spring on the mountain top
gushes forth in scintillating silver
the voices of every droplet of moisture
that has collected within the wells of wisdom
and we are jubilant in Her abundance.
Song explodes around us
and from within Her core
we know our One Soul,
our joined Spirit that unifies this planet
into a beautiful biosphere.
We see and hear and give voice to
the truth of individuality and same --
the song of dichotomy that makes no sense
but is perfectly at home in our hearts.
Truth and love are settled in each others arms,
cradled in our hearts,
and they sing us to sleep
as we rock them gently
within the mountain currents.