breezing through shadows

looking for ultimate treasure

hoping for something lasting

casting the precious promises

of inherited creeds into dust

giving into scarlet rivers

but draw a brief smile

of joy unexplained

never before tasted

surrounded by a river

of gentle song

rising and falling

bearing their individual crafts

along the tide to destiny

dark to light

children of hope

gloom broken by

the One they've sought

some without first

knowing His name

day to day

glory to glory

and my eyes glow

simply because

I am somehow allowed

to behold this wonder