I love to just sit and watch the cool
Clear water flow down the river .
I know people tell me I am different .
They say that I am over the hill .
Well as I sit here I see all those hills
Over there
And I fish just to get away for just a little while .
I wonder , where is all the water coming from ?
What keeps the water flowing ?
Where does it begin ?
When I sit quietly and fish
And watch the water move along ,
I honestly do not know where
It comes from or where it begins ,
But I do know the source
For the spiritual water in my life .
I know God will make us
To be like a spring whose water
Never fails .
God promises to satisfy my needs
And to work with me
And I might even get a fish
But I will never water down my faith .
I Love You All
By Brock