in this turbulent world I seek your peace,
for you are the rock in the river, unperturbed.
Or is it: you are the flowing of the river, unceasing.
Or, you are the sea that gathers them both.
Ah, I see: you are the gravity that holds
the rock and the river and the sea and the sky.
Beloved, I belong to you.
That is enough.
November 19, 2020