A new day.
A new chance.
The journey of the twisted river.
The streams churning, the drops that splash off of the jagged rocks and cover my legs.
Bare feet sinking in the murky sand.
Do I dare to continue the journey?
When there is so much fury?
The hope beyond the horizon,
The Son is beckoning,
Hand outstretched and shielding the light,
This is going to be a fight!
The Warrior spirit stirs within,
Stand firm, eyes focused, clenched fists,
Stretch, Pull, Bend, Extend,
Release the taut posture,
Just a little bit more,
Release the barbaric yarp,
The deep, sharp, gentle and soft guttural sounds,
Let it flow, Let it go!
I might break!
The river is flowing,
What do you choose?
To fight for eternal love,