You were never a extension of my mortal reckoning
Rather, I was a flower budded yet unfurled
Each petal waiting for sun and rain
to offer substance on this arid corporeal plane
Through you the expanding world is truly beckoning
While you hunger, I thirst
drinking deeply of your wonder
I listen to the world harmonize as you sing
with the voice of thunder
A child ripples a mother\'s world
like water blessing rock
into polished stone
Because of them we can
follow the river on it\'s course
and trace our measure
back to the source