Connected

If just for a moment our souls touched

As river’s flow met

Stream to stream

Flowing effortlessly together

Extending the sense of our being

To give us

If only for some moments

A feeling of

Connection to the wholeness

Of the source

What a gift

For the heart that lay

So often

Bereft in its sorrow

Destroyed and vacated

By any hope of

A brighter tomorrow

Such moments

Were often

Just enough

To breathe life

Into the heart that seemed

To lay dying

And yet

When the connection departed

And we were once again left

In that vast and yawning emptiness

Did we not also sometimes

Still manage to find the way home

By following our inner river’s flow

For moments of connection showed

That what lived inside of us made sense

For the truth is

We do not always

Live in a world bereft

Of care or connection

But such moments are fleeting

And surrender must therefore attend

Both their arrival

And their fleeing