I Jumped into the ocean without my paddle,

Searching for the ‘but a dream” of life…

And now I swim in the wreckage of time’s river,

Where once in a little row boat I held your hand,

Now I look for you beneath the waves,

Drowning just to find you and pull you up,

And out of the hole in the world…

But I cannot reach you if you will not follow,

There with the fishes forever blowing bubbles,

I am not the Fisher king, but the mermaid,

Unhooking you from Despair’s predation,

Fishermen who would yank you from on high,

And land you stunned and broken for supper.

But I am your heart, the Earth, the journey,

Through life, not from life, toward the ever after,

Not the dream you wake from, but to..

The paradise of knowing your own heart,

The will unbroken by time and fate….

Not mine, but yours and ours together,

Even alone, there is no I greater than we,

So I must return to the wreckage of me…

With the pieces of me you hold as your own

And I go deeper in, deeper beneath the waves

Where the voices in my head have voices,

And they’re all telling me to run….

But this mirror can stand where others flee,

And can show you how there are parts of you,

That will always be a part of me….