The Kindred of the Eternal

I live in the water.
There’s no place
I’d rather be,
the land
and the sea
are equally delightful
to me.

If you don’t live
in the water,
worry not,
for you will
someday.
Its charms
are wonderful,
its messages
and comforts
never grow old.

Resting
in the current
of my love,
blessed by all the
companionship
they could ever desire, ›

my watery children
suckle
at the bosom
of my care
just as you do,
my little lamb.

How happy
and delighted
they all are,
joying in the
superfluity of goodness
I provide for them —
their hearts go out to you,
being so dry
and moribund
as you tend to be.

I dwell in
the farthest sun,
a place so far
you don’t even know
it’s there,
but I know it well,
and love it
with all my heart.

There are beings there
who you will meet
someday,
and will cherish them
in your deepest core
as I always have.

Be not afraid of evil,
my love,
for wherever it shows
its putrid, stinking face,
I am there with you
to lead you
to its utter destruction.

I live in the water
of my infinite kindness,
my tenderest child,
and someday
you will understand
that you do,
too.