Is it not sufficient
To live on the banks of a river of love?
Though we are not aquatic, like fish,
We need the river.
We are as transient as the flow
But our downstream is death.
We are principally meadow people now,
At heart we of the land.
Wealth is a distraction,
Or rather the pursuit of wealth.
It is also a deception.
The essential needs of life can be met
Freedom is best.