FOLLOW THE RIVER
Watching the water, as It flows' down stream,
I walk Its' path, on either side.
As the river turns, swaying from side, to side,
The rushing water crashes, and throws' Itself at me
As I make my way along.
On my journey, past trees and hills,'
Notice do I the bright sun, and big white clouds'
Passing me by.
Follow, follow the river on a course chosen by Itself,
Onward, downward, until such a place where the
Water lies still.
I follow the river to a resting spot,
Now, It Is time for this soul to sleep.
This really touched me!