the River

I cannot fully express my reflection on the Scriptures for today in writing so I attempted to look for a graphic rendering of my emotions. I'm grateful to have stumbled upon the poem below.

As River Flows

by Peter Duggan

As river flows so peacefully

I sit here just content to be

As Ravens flow so high above

This morning, it was made for love

It enters deep into my soul

It's sweetness making me so whole

This softest morning mystery

Oh, how it reaches out to me

The trees, they dance so gracefully

They wave, and flow upon the breeze

Bird song drifts from happy branches

Oh lord, how this my heart enhances

Silence rules above all this

A kind of stillness filled with bliss

Captivates my very core

Oh, I'd not wish for any more. 

The river peaceful, calm and still

So wonderful it makes me feel

As it reflects those dancing trees

I watch and let the morning breeze

Caress my skin so tenderly

Then all is gone, there's only me

The emptiness of all that is

I'm sailing on the waves of bliss. 

The river is life. From the source, it flows down to the seas giving life to luscious vegetation along the way. To be separated from it would mean scarcity - a struggling existence, even death. To be beside it is life! (Ezekiel 47:12)