Pour
Pour
...yourself out.
Fluid,
flexible,
formless,
free and full
of love and ease,
following open paths
through all landscapes,
along life's mysterious edges
where the confluence
becomes ocean,
then jungle,
then desert,
then city,
then a silent starfield
in the darkness of space,
until a shooting star
returns you to Earth,
and to the even flow
of your being.
Rocks and waters, etc.,
are words of God, and so are men.
We all flow from one fountain Soul.
All are expressions of one Love.
~ John Muir
