From the other shore
The pipes sound.
Listen how they sound
Slowly
Easily
Across the river
Whispering on your face
Dancing in your hair
Spinning you around
and around
to a cry of the heart.

From the other shore
Sound the pipes
Lifting you nowhere
up and over
in a perfect somersault
Landing you
soundlessly
on the other shore
with hands waving
high in salute
to the Buddhas of all time.