5917 As above, so below

You rise and fall, 

As if you understood

That as above, 

So below.

You generate 

Waves of pleasure

As you move along 

The altitudinal gradient 

Of my life.

All your seeds, 

Scattered 

In my times of fair,

Have come to know your light.

In the wake of your trail, 

Within me revive

Aaron’s rod 

And the valley of dry bones,

Which I carried as a burden 

By the side of my boat.

Today your roots 

Have reached 

The heart of my marrow.

And as you wander 

Slowly

On the surface 

Of my waters,

You rise and fall, 

As if you understood

That as above, 

So below.

And you continue generating 

Waves of pleasure

As you traverse 

The heights and depths 

Of my existence.