i want only for my soul to travel
and know the depths of life
to fall in love and
flutter to trills in likeness

and in falter,
to be beautiful

and in wain,
to quake forthright

pain is ours
and joy is ours

in colliding currents
that clash and lift us to heaven
and in geyser we see the eyes of our maker
and in riptide we see no barrier

in joy,
in heaven,
there is no escaping