"Where the Rivers Meet" 2/10/17 Please pardon me I know you see my simple pot and stick From the outside looking in, it may appear I'm sick I am not contagious and most certainly not in dis-ease I'm praying for this life raft to cross the causal seas So far gone from idea of time and space Immersed here in this sublime realm of light asking to see your face To enter in the Supreme Abode, a mere beggar for your grace I sit before your murti high up in the hills My body convuls