The Headwaters
You speak my name
and I become the Headwaters,
begging to be drunk by all
nourishing by my very nature
a blessing.
My mind, tuned to hear you speak
is listening.
I fall to you
rushing over and through
to you.
And life consumes me.
All my earthly desires
drive me deeper into the discovery
of This
of You.
I am silent, I am all
I am nothing at all.
At the Headwaters
I drink
I am baptized
I wish for all to be
nourished Here.
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