The Kindred of the Eternal

Come,
rejoice with me,
my little lamb,
for that is our nature,
that is who we are,
that is what
I have made you to be,
in my likeness.

Come,
run with me,
my lambkin,
for I shall
never weary,
and you will
find
that neither shall you. ›

Come,
dance with me,
my chubby little bubchen,
for I have never stopped,
and never will,
and you shall learn
that you never will, too,
for this is how
I have made you
to be.

Come,
gather up your fellows
in your arms of constant
goodness,
for this alone
brings you
in inner peace
you’ve ever hungered for,
and this alone
touches my heart
with gladness
unspeakable.

Come,
hum with me,
my tenderest child,
the low, soft
melodies
of a universe
at peace,

a world filled
with numberless beings,
all mine,
all humming together
with us
the eternal tones
and refreshing rhythms
of infinite
spiritual harmony
and rest.