Sound Current
This river
Is so old
That its banks were carved
By that first word
As it shaped the world.
This river
Runs with such sweet water
That with just one sip
You will be forever nourished
And in want of nothing more.
This river
Is fed by the clear cool spring
Of a thousand voices
All sweetly calling the name
Of the Beloved.
This river
Is just begging you
To go for a swim.
Jump in!
The water's Divine.
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