Anchored While The Waters About Me Are Ever Swirling
Somewhere along the line
Those daily rains of, "The Rainy Season"
Those showers that ever fell from clouds so dark
Suddenly when all accumulated
When the waters ceased
To have a place to flow into
Became as a raging flood in my life
Felt so tossed about
Was somewhere in the midst of the waters,
Keeping my head above the waters
Though felt at any moment about to go under
Then it was my Anchor I found
Reaching forth for it and hanging on
The waters ever swirling
As more rains falling continuously
Submerged in waters ever gaining in their strength
Yet not I not tossed out to where no hope would there to be found
In the midst of it all I was secure
For my Anchor was outlasting the Storm
Soon the Rainy Season would have to end
Somewhere the sun was shinning
Those dark clouds would in time just have to give way
The waters will eventually subside
I am hanging on…
Anchored in the midst of the swirling waters of Life.
May 9, 2006 Tuesday