When you gaze at your own reflection in a pool of water
That's me that I you thought was you has continually moved
For you are as a cloud seated to envelope a mountain
With just a changing of thought you are as if a rainbow
On a path of the enlightenment your true river is an arc
A waterfall reaching inward minerals in a universe of I’s
You are an earth mother a widow a sister a daughter
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