As the river meets the bend,
So does my Heart bend towards my God.
As the flowers scent rises,
So do my eyes rise to the sky-
Waiting patiencely as the years turn by and by,
Me growing my spirit riding on the back of holy waters,
It has burned my soul.
The fire burns within with roaring replys to my selfish heart,
I still have much to learn,
And this my teacher grows with every right reply!
The Fire growing large,
My heart growing weaker in complete humble serenity.
I learn greatly through time as the trees grow near by,
And the mountins with their strength are nothing compared to a powerful Father.
The perfection of creation,
And it showing a mighty hand at every move and sound,
It moving graciously it worshiping silently,
I realize if I am Gods greatest creation,
With the heart I have just learning humble serenity.
Then there must be more than what meets my eye,
And has not yet been reveiled to my story.
By Kassidy R. M. Burke
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