Splashing in the River of Oblivion

Before wading in

bathe the feet

The songs are like this

the odes

the quiet whirling dances

Lips and teeth trembling

at the ripple of the far shore

flooding this one

Unending

consciousness

The lotus joins leaf to leaf

in the river of oblivion

I drink

with you

a kind of

death,

life a kind of death,

a death

like death

Waves above

waves below

if one drop wets the lip

it must be another

world

We meet in the same river

the same relentless flow

inviting each other

to tie this untied boat