What lies beyond this momentary glimpse Of feeling and time and presence The end of this moment will simply begin New water and light and substance
he words that are flowing will not frame this tent This life that we all represent The pain of our knowing that this time will end A fear, a fiery lament
I am hurt by the past Oppressed by the future And blind to the moment
This fiery silence will one day transcend I will go back to where I began
