the first night we made love all night,
watching our children being born…
standing naked in the yard
during a thunderstorm at night…
a new set of strings on a Martin guitar.
as if God had escaped from the great churches
built & watched over by self-righteous men;
and blew like the wind across the fields
of time & space & understanding.
as if the Great Mother held me to her breast
while the waves lapped at my feet…
and i felt the rhythm of silence
in a single beat of my heart.
i felt eternity for one moment,
and there was no difference between
you & i & anyone else…
there was no anger, only hunger…
hunger for the truth,
hunger for the moment!