We bathe ourselves in the sweetest dreams
captured in a mind aware
as lucid thoughts run free like rivers
washing the shores with their touch.
We dive into the knowledge we seek
like young masters, scholars of the wise ones
we swim in the pool of understanding
washed clean as we come to know
what love truly is.
We linger here watching the ripples
as memories move past and we see with new eyes
and let go in forgiving
we rise from the tide feeling fresh and alive
knowing the dirt has left to sink low
where it came from once
it returns now to itself
separate from this soul
as the drops fall I dry in the comfort
of a universal breeze that cools
with its sacred self.