Water
Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 7:07 am
WaterDad drove me out to Granpa's country homeI played outside so they could talk alonethey came out and Dad had tears upon his cheeksand Granpa took me walkin' by Piney Creekit was mostly thawed cos it was middle Springthe sun was out and a mist rose from the streamGranpa showed me wisdom in what God createswhen he said that ice and steam are both madefrom water that came from the skyfresh n pure like a gift from on highit's one of life's greatest lessonsthat its simplest essence is waterthen he said "Son, it's much the same with uscos life is made of spirit, breath and dusthe ruffled my hair and walked home with meI wondered in my heart how life was all threelike water that fell from the skyfresh n pure like a gift from on highit's one of life's greatest lessonsthat its simplest essence is waterwell, Granpa passed away a few months onI wondered how and where he'd gonecos lyin' there he seemed cold as an icy streamthen as I felt warm tears on my young cheekI thought of standin' with him by that creekhow his spirit must be rising like mist in SpringI felt some comfort as they laid him in the groundcos like he said life and breath all boils downto water...(c)2007 Robert George