I stand here at the edge of the field
Looking and wondering when the water will yield
As I watch the water flow out of sight
I simply wonder what happens at night
You see the river is similar to our life
It has its shares of peace and strife
It is not a straight road that is followed
Parts of it high, others hollowed
It starts out straight then slowly changes
As human emotion that has many ranges
Then all of a sudden it starts to turn
As friends disrespect us and leave us burned
It is filled with things both evil and good
As us good ones who swear they are hood
But all along the riverbed flowers stand nice
To make it look pretty and add some spice
The flowers are there to live off the water
As an evil friend standing with your son or daughter
They make us think they are here for us
But when bad things happen we're first under the bus
No one really sees past the horizon
Whether it is being drunk by deer or bison
We can only see life as far as our hand reaches
Always remember it is not always sun and beaches
God has a plan for each of our lives
Even when it looks like we're headed for a dive
As the river flows not knowing where it's going
Just hand your life over to the all knowing