HOMECOMING

No worry friend
What matters when
 
This Journey is a Homecoming
Where you'll find you  
Spinning with open arms and tears of joy
At the End
 
You spirited wanderer
Controlling neither seas nor wind
Yet ceaselessly easing
Haul avast haul avast  
Steady as she goes
And so she breathes
Without fear of the beasts below
 
And you brave monk in rainrise robes
 
Did your self immolation  
Your burnt offering of self
And ashes sowed
Rune the fields of glory
 
Or your hands  
Bloody run red pulling blackberries
Between bramble and nettle
Divine the infinite
 
And you brave monk in sunfall robes
 
Did you find your God
In a fish or in a wood
By the rod or by the road
On the sun border of rain clouds
Above rainbow below
Or was your puja for your self alone