To be a droplet of water
in the constant fountain of life
to flow in the natural eternity
is where all glory dwells

Rapid waters, white with rage
merging in the nearest age
tempt the child, confuse the sage
release the tiger from his cage

As the past rushes forward
so the present rushes on
caught in the tremulous stream
caught in a dawning scream

and as the sun sets yet again
on this crazed and wild day
and the moon rushes forth
as the droplets join the flow

life moves on
this moment and the next
water moves forever
through this, the perfect dream