Where
is the village that is waiting
To
welcome us home?
Will
we now set sail into the dark night
Of
our bone memories,
Leaving
all
That
is familiar
Behind?
Yes,
This
river has been waiting so long
To
carry us home.
Look
at these children,
Do
you see how courageously they shine
Upon
our watery path?
They
must be the stars in our ancestors'
sky.
How
can we receive such promise and
such beauty
Onto
such a fragile craft
As
we have pieced together with these
Salvaged
scraps of wood?
How
can we hold these ones
On
such an untried journey?
Listen,
Listen
to them
Calling
to us in our lost darkness:
"Go
deeper," they say,
Go further!
Love one another
As you love us!
Know one another.
Fiercely shower
Your abundance
Upon one another,
As you do upon
Us!
Let
this great green earth hold you
As
you hold us!
Listen!
The
old ones are calling
you home,
Just
as you call to us,
When
we tire and are too
hungry
To
think.
Your
ship is stronger
Now,
than if it had never
been
Broken.
Go
further!
Go
deeper!
Because,
only then,
When
the village is woven
strong
Again,
When
the nest is
complete,
Will
we stand among
you
Again
Knowing
that, together,
We
have risen full
Into
ourselves."