Like a tranquil stream waiting in some hidden place
Life springs forth
Past, present, future
Eternity flows within her

The infinite contained
The finite made endless

Everything washed by her gentle caress, made new

Life and death, time and space
All become one and the same
Inside the boundless creation resting in her eyes

One taste of her waters is enough
Yet one taste never satisfies
I will stay and drink my fill
Eyes opened to worlds once unknown

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