It is time to travel upstream,
not to die like salmon
but to live like steady, friendly, social bream
to catch life’s spiritual fun.
The theologian said, “Headwaters,”
where moving through the shallow stream,
brothers, sisters, sons and daughters
would find water deep and life might teem —
one race, all children of God
frolicking and emerging;
they dash, applaud, are awed
by love’s journey converging
at the headwaters of life’s eternal stream.
*idea from a Richard Rohr meditation
quoting Cynthia Bourgeault