Underneath the hillside

 

Buried now

 

 

        under the man-made mound of earth

 

  Through the grating

 

last night

 

late

 

I heard the waters singing

 

at the foot of Spring Street

 

 

Others heard this long ago

 

they looked at the waters

 

while walking along a creek bank

 

edged with trees and rocks and small insects and animals

 

the waters sparkling in the sunlight

 

Since then

 

so much has gone on

 

so much has piled up

 

But the ancient springs

 

 do not go dry

 

Nor do the eternal voices

 

cease  

 

in their praising

 

 

Underneath the construction of a life

 

   foundations lie buried like a treasure

 

 

And in forgotten channels

 

   the waters of our lives

​

   still find their course

 

 

This virgin spring

 

cries out like a child

 

wet- eyed

 

ready for anything

​

and memory

 

calls out with the waters

​

​

We have forgotten so much

 

Above the sky is infinity

 

and

 

here too

 

there is no end

 

to the mystery

 

 

I heard the waters singing

 

at the foot of Spring Street

 

with the stars and night all joined

 

The hill like a gentle Mother

 

gently showing her child

 

Now I know

 

This is what I call

 

my heart 

                            

 

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Above our heads is infinity

 

Below our feet is the ground

 

Within our heart a river's flowin'

 

It's pourin' all around