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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Tell Me Sweet River


Went down to the river
My heart in a quiver.
Wonderin’ what I should do
I sat, all alone, without you.

I always remember
With greatest splendor
Our life together,
Thought it would last forever

But then it ended
And I felt winded
Running for cover
 No way to recover.

In the water, the reflection
Use to be perfection
It was me and you
The ideal two.

Now I look in that mirror
And I can see clearer
That its me alone
Facing the unknown.

So tell me sweet River
As I sit here and shiver,
How do I find
Any kind of peace of mind?

Where do I get the intensity
To face the immensity
Of this new life
That cuts like a knife?

Then I looked up and saw
With me in great awe
In my image a being
All knowing, all seeing.

Then he sat down contently
And ever so gently
Held to my hand
He gave no command.

For a while we didn’t speak
He knew I felt weak
But he stayed while I cried
Then he said with great pride.

This River I made
It flows unafraid
Over rocks and stones
And other unknowns

And at times it may slow
But it continues to flow
Until a day of jubilee
It breaks into the sea.

And if this, only water
I care as my own daughter
I watch each little drop
Giving strength to never stop.

How could you expect
Or even suspect
That I would leave you alone
To find your own way home?

Everyday you hear this river flow
In your heart I want you to know
That in the reflection of you
There will always be two.

You are never alone.


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