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.
