Rolling River God
little stones are smooth
only once the water passes through
So I am a stone, rough and grainy still
Trying to reconcile this river's chill
But when I close my eyes
and feel you rushing by
I know that time brings change and change takes time
And when the sunset comes my prayer would be just this one
that you might pick me up and notice that I am just a little smoother in your hand
Sometimes raging wild
sometimes swollen high
never have I known this river dry
The deepest part of you is where I want to stay
and feel the sharpest edges wash away
Thanks Nichole Nordeman!
21 January 2008
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Oh, I love the lyrics to that song too!!
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