There's a river that runs through my soul.

It winds through valleys, over hills 

A quiet current that moves

Neither demanding nor hesitating 

It waits for me to come near.

 

When the sun paints the sky with grace

When joy dances on my face

And everything is in its place...

I find myself drawn to the river's edge

Where the waters hold my peace.

They shimmer,

Reflecting all I hold dear.

 

But when my world tilts

And shadows whisper of my fear,

When the noise in my mind drowns my thoughts 

And chaos swell in spaces I can't reach

The river calls me still

Pulling me in into its arms.

 

It has no judgement,

No questions about how I arrived.

Only its embrace

A refuge when the world is lost.

Its flow carries away the weight of my doubts 

And lets them dissolve into its currents.

 

Sometimes, I run to it with tears 

Sometimes, I come to it in silence.

And always, it listens.

In ebb and flow, it teaches me

With a solace only water can bind.

 

The river between, where I can dream.