To Find Love Poem by Barbara Vanier

I walk through the snow of the mountain
Yet I do not know cold
A place where the air is thin
Yet I do not need to breath
The blizzard blocks the pass
Yet I do not need to see
I must asend higher
Yet I do not need to feel
Listen to the gurkha as they guide
Yet I do not need to hear
I do not need my mind
It will deceive me
It will lead one astray
My body will tell me the truth
It will not lie
It will show me pain
It will tell me of pleasure
The path of love is not a lie
It is the shape of the river
Yet flows straight to it destination
Love is a spring in the desert
Water for a thousand oasis
Peace has come to reside in me
And love has grown from it