Just a little canoe am I
One smooth pull of the oars at
a time,
Every moment I gently dip a
stroke
To find the hidden flow
The secret code, to stay
afloat
To skim my heart along.
Or what if I let go, adrift
upon the tide
Rudderless with fluctuating
rhythm
All relative to find,
At the whim of the wind
No guiding light
With every passing wave
another sign.
But, won't I need to feel
secure
To have some direction without
fear,
Can't I know a true shelter in
gathering storms
Unsinkable, a life forever
launched
Something more, beyond a
drifting here.
Then with every stroke I
choose
I will be gliding to some
certain place,
So every inclination flowing
on the course
Is not a sweeping to an empty
whirlpool
A futile journey
into some unknown force.
I do accept there is no magic
launch
That I must engage my mind,
Watch the horizon, be alert,
discover
Pursue and keep on seeking
So calm waters I shall find.
For God promises those who
search
Will have eternal mystery
revealed to them,
Ah, satisfied then,
I shall slip into His upward
current
As He carries me upon the flow
of life
Into the beautiful golden
pond, He has formed
Just around the bend.
