River
There is a river. I awake with this thought in my head, and these words on my lips. "There is a river." I rush over to my soulmate's room, ready to show her what we will find together, a river that will lead to a living, thriving, paradise. I sense a kind of barrier to proceeding, however, and walk just past her door to speak a poem in the direction that we will go. "Please accept us, LORD It is your heart that we seek Your road we walk on Your river calls us I already know the one But not this makeup Search my every word Know that my heart is for you Grade as you see fit A measuring stick A pair of bright eyed soulmates A destination There is a river We will find our way to it To those you have sent Fathom by fathom Drawn into eternity On wish and prayer I wish this is real I pray that you see my heart Keep guiding my steps Close to paradise I will listen for your words And read them anew." I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn. My soulmate stands wi...