To Go With
the Flow
These words I heard a few
years ago
Even if all seems lost, it's
still good to know
To not struggle against all of
life's tides
But save your strength, for all
that still hides
Let yourself go, in the love
that you see
Relax on the gentle waves, of
rolling seas
Grab a log, when they chance to
come by
For you never know what's on the
other side
~*~
Life is like that, if you really
look
Just like a twig floating down a
brook
The more you fight, it is like
quicksand
On the bottom is where, you
sadly might land
It is only His faith, that keeps
us alive
The Lord is the stream, in which
we glide
Go with the flow in His gentle
current
As long as we wait, then with
Him we are sent
~*~
"Go with the flow" were the last
sounds he heard
For "Go with the flow" were her
very last words
So he held on with prayer,
afloat in the waves
Doing what he was told, the only
way
Finally to the shore, he was
able to swim
There was only one path left
open to him
Still innocent, still hearing
her last words
From his dear mother's lips,
both he and God heard
Since that day he has started
living a life
Now he'll see more, than
tomorrow night
Safe on a raft made of true
faith and love
God's hand will guide, to His
gate above
Gary Salter
©
5/07/07
Dedicated to my wife, Diane
God rest her soul,
and the terrible night my son
lost a brother and a mother.
Those were the last words he
heard "Go with the flow"
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