Rushing Down

It starts

Where it all ends

In an immense blue green sea

Warmed by the sun or a dear friend

Becoming a vaporous lightness of being

Cooled at the tops of majestic spires or holy choirs

There it all rests waiting for the proper time to warm again

Drip by drip and drop by drop it liquefies conjoining

With others mixing together sometimes with gold

As everything comes excitedly together

Rushing down in torrents of  love

All falls back into the sea

I see the difference

Now between

Being alive

And just

Living

~ by pviel on April 30, 2009.