The Jordan River
is a stream where you wet bare eyes,
wade deeper, floating into its channel
over submerged meanings, swirling around enigmas,
plunging over falls into the deepest still,
then pouring over currents to its last drop.
Drenched, we leave the bank, soon forgotten,
dry as bleached driftwood on black-rock coasts.
We will never forget being wet
And plunge anew.