From The Cradle Of Life Poem by Mark Heathcote

Open up your heart
be excepting of love
do not just disregard
But attune your pulse
it's a constant reality
beating a passive refrain
till its final finality
we gather and pertain.

There is one vibration
that interlinks all breaths
all living things delineation
no matter how many deaths
or lives we might inhabit
we are all made of water
the cradle of life on our planet
has-memory - it's an absorber.

So let us cleanse our thoughts
and join in spirit the ocean,
the ocean doesn't divorce-
it's itself it remains unbroken.
Every raindrop is a kiss
an ardent lover's embrace
fresh from the skies abyss
the mist on our lips we interlace.