When you open your eyes wide
And feel the raft beneath you
Never kick back the old pricks
But just go with the rapids
Let the currents make you free
From your own sure devices
Cast away from helping hands
And all other titled bands
With nothing to eat or drink
But foam splashed up on your face
You may dine on faith alone
River’s bend a straightened bow
Punctures sleep out from your soul
Leaves a hole for grace to fill
Echoes like a Whippoorwill
Know peace in the whitewaters
Like a feather o’re cascades
Gentle glides on screaming mist
A dew wrapped rose in His hand
A new creature blossoming
Born out from the moss draped falls
A soul rose feathered downstream
Where the river never ends
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