The Falling
A blossom falls
And in its falling
A pear appears
The body is atoms
Spun from a thread of mystery
And in its spinning
The guest appears
Face all radiance
A country of brightness
And there is no word
For this Love that I feel
There is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
For unborn mystery's love
A sun, a moon
A staircase of light
All of these dwell
Within the body
A seeming birth
A seeming death
And in between a single pause
This life, a trembling moment
A single pause
And there is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
There is no word for this love
The seed dies
Becoming the sprout
The boy gives birth
To the father
Between birth and death
There is a breath and a
Breath within the breath
And within that subtle breath
The stars find their shining
Whole galaxies spin
Out beyond, the numbers
Beyond one or two
Beyond the boundaries
Of me and you
And there is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
There is no word for this love
In the clay pot body's dying
There is the Falling of
A pear blossom
And in its falling
A pear appears
The body is atoms
Spun from a thread of mystery
And in its spinning
The guest appears
Face all radiance
A country of brightness
And there is no word
For this Love that I feel
There is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
For unborn mystery's love
A sun, a moon
A staircase of light
All of these dwell
Within the body
A seeming birth
A seeming death
And in between a single pause
This life, a trembling moment
A single pause
And there is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
There is no word for this love
The seed dies
Becoming the sprout
The boy gives birth
To the father
Between birth and death
There is a breath and a
Breath within the breath
And within that subtle breath
The stars find their shining
Whole galaxies spin
Out beyond, the numbers
Beyond one or two
Beyond the boundaries
Of me and you
And there is no word
There is no word for this love
There is no word
There is no word for this love
In the clay pot body's dying
There is the Falling of
A pear blossom
Credits
Writer(s): Rod Davies, Philip Turcio
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