To losing oneself

as the traveler crosses the plains

and rides the steeds of  passion

with vigor and fire

It is an easy step

a single breath

a quiet action

remember the courses

and crossings of youth and age

remember the way stations

as each leaves an imprint

Yet do not let the worries

drown out the carrying call

of the Ocean of Eternity

and dive, dive, dive

till the tidal waves

cradle you in everlasting peace.