We constantly ask, “Where in the hell
Is this world going?”
The irony of it all is that we already know
The hell where it’s going;
What we need to be asking and answering,
Where we want it to go,
And then get to organizing ourselves to take
This world to that place:-
A river does not meander and uselessly flow
To its dream sea;
We are the flowing meandering river of the sea
If our streaming world,
And must be a chartered-bank meandering flow
To the liberating sea:-
Thus, let us splashingly flow between and over the rocks,
Waterfall…cascading…
Frothing joyously into that the waiting sea of our flowing
Achieved liberation;
Let us no longer be the bewildered questioners but rather
Guides to this world’s destiny:-