I walk down to My River,
It is running so fast.
The green mirror that it was
Is a deep murky brown
Where the rain has persisted
And the earth from around
Has flowed into My River.
But I know,
I know all will be better soon
And the green waters
Will flow gently once more
Bringing peace and wonder to my life.
Why cannot the world be like this,
Be like My River.
The horror of war flowing red.
Where is the peace that was there,
And surrounded by the blue,
The blue of the beautiful sky
Bringing love and joy to all.
To all in our world.