If you are a fish – then I am the sea.

A granite rock?  Then feel the soft earth in the warmth of me.

I am the womb that awaits your seed.

I am the cup from which you feed.

The hand held out, you continually spurn.

The joy and the peace to which you return.

For I am love.

If you thirst then drink from me.

I hold myself in readiness for thee.

If you hunger, if you bleed,

Then will I fulfil your need.

Nurse your wounds, and lull your fears,

Live in your joy, and weep with your tears.

For this no prize, no promise – you are free.

Yet do I ask, for pity’s sake,

Open your eyes – awake, awake!

Turn to love, the true reality.