Arwin's Song
(The Stream to the Sea, Forever)
Touched by sun, moon and wind;
Bearing life in a dance over the earth;
Laughing with every pace and posture;
Touching, healing, passing along…
The stream to the sea, forever.
Pity those who fight through life,
Drawing lines and defending imagination's boundaries;
Simply flow, and the course will be laid before you;
Simply flow, and objects will be surrounded and gently swept aside,
Or become the reasons for your dancing and your laughter…
The stream to the sea, forever.
The world is neither dark nor light, but both -
The stream knows the skies of sun, storm and stars alike.
Life is not a sacrifice offered one agonizing breath at a time,
But a joyous mystery to be sung with all the choirs of birds…
With winds through trees and the flying leaps of waterfalls…
The stream to the sea, forever.
There is no foe, mighty as seems the rock that seeks to block our way;
There is no thief, though many stretch their roots or mouths to drink,
For ever the stream pours forth, and tomorrow into tomorrow
She brings life and newness, flowing to a music older than time…
The stream to the sea, forever.
If life and service are a battle, then win or lose the outcome is death.
But if life is a dance, then fly or fall, the world is watered and blessed.
The stream to the sea, forever.
written by Polonius, devoted follower and priest of Arwin