Adamant in the reality of complete and perfect Love,
Quick to respond to the curious World:
That World without,
That World within.
Inspired and transfused,
Here, the ennobled spirit descending –
Enraptured, enlivened and buoyant
Upon the pulse of time.
Neither frail nor whole,
I am nestled in amongst good company.
Gentle strength which uplifts,
Compassion the oar,
The invisible hand does steer well with;
Dark the river, silent the waters –
Thus my soul is ushered forth,
And drawn ever on…..