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BESIDE THE WATER
Against
the crooked trunk of this old tree
I rest my weary body
My mind is entangled in a world
that is not pleasing to Thee
Beside
the water I rest
You come to me
I can feel your presence
For you
always here my pleas
Fast paced, beyond my knowledge
So much unknown
Beside the water...
my thoughts, my questions..
are vast, complex and chilling to the bone
Oh Lord, I see my reflection upon the ripples that stir from your breeze
A creation I am.... a wonder
Beside
the water, I lift my face
So much unknown, this earth
that is surrounded by space
Created because of an angel
who had fallen from your grace
Beside the water
My body rests
But my mind continues
And my soul senses things
that are new
A new awareness of everything around me
Everything that has always been there...unnoticed
Have I awaken from my sleep?
That zombied state I journeyed in?
The
knowledge, it is too deep
I cannot explain what is happening
Why, my Lord, have you given to me
this brain that thinks too much?
That
searches, and seeks for answers?
And then I feel the
touch
The touch of your presence that reassures me
that all things need not be understood
Once again I am told
That it is
not for me to know
Beside the water
Within the wooded acres
My hands
I do fold
Beside the water
so soothing
My Lord, I do pray
Guide me Lord and lead me on my way
Fulfill your purpose for creating me
And
when it is all too much for this human soul
Beside the
water....again, I will await for thee
Sharla Chachere'
Costelow
(c) 1998
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