eternal knowledge of the becoming spirit

   
beautiful sage you speak mountain fluently
the forests themselves are keeper of your secrets
through hushed lips, you whisper wisdom
my soul answers as if chastised
 
the fire in yours charges mine
to carefully listen to the urgency of the river
rushing to greet the ocean's tide with the messages it's received
of days burning with the sun then washed and renewed
 
the forest watches and knows
the mountains vow from chaos will be order
the rivers gush with excitement when meeting the ocean's tide
rich with the news of a becoming spirit
 
it is the eternal truth who guides  
so it is with you and so it is also with I