The Clear Face of the River
I found myself in the rivers
In the streams that run below
Down in the dark, green valleys
Where I was walking slow
I found myself in the rivers
Where I saw my image clear
In the calm of rippling crystals
As stainless as my tears
I found myself in the rivers
They mirrored clear my soul
Their floral currents echoed hope
As sunbeams flecked them gold
I found myself in the rivers
That stream to one great place
I saw my beauty spring and flow
Through the kindness of His grace
I peered and saw His face
And fountained into praise
For I found myself in the River
©NnekaEdwards2007
I found myself in the rivers
In the streams that run below
Down in the dark, green valleys
Where I was walking slow
I found myself in the rivers
Where I saw my image clear
In the calm of rippling crystals
As stainless as my tears
I found myself in the rivers
They mirrored clear my soul
Their floral currents echoed hope
As sunbeams flecked them gold
I found myself in the rivers
That stream to one great place
I saw my beauty spring and flow
Through the kindness of His grace
I peered and saw His face
And fountained into praise
For I found myself in the River
©NnekaEdwards2007
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