The Great Niagra Falls
Spilling over like my love
loose and reckless
alive and fruitful
And having found a source
an outlet for this outpouring love
this deep inborn desire to say 'yes'
with all of me; my life
This thick lust for life
and for love
and this perfect intuition
to give it all away
I am proud to be alive.
And to have the capacity
in my bones and in my flesh
to say 'yes' with all of me
So small and so fragile
yet having existed forever.
Nonetheless, impermanent, I am.
Here to make a permanent mark
with this pen and this paper
and this racing heart
so uniquely my own
and so beautifully similar to the rest.
All here through the great devotional
journey of our ancestors
so gladly outpouring life,
like the great Niagra Falls
Into the present moment,
into our hands
And so,
I pick up this pen
and I write.