Just going with the flow
With no direction in where you go
Or thought that life is a gift.
No wish to be strong
Just going aimlessly along
At the whim of the wind
No sense of where you've been...
A life wasted and adrift.
No joy nor sense of worth
Afraid and depressed
A soul lost and adrift
Forgetting life is a gift.
Then came the Master of the sea
Breathing a spirit of peace
And joyous release
With rescue for a precious soul
To regenerate and make whole.
You life is renewed with new perspective and
No longer willing to drift
Begins to enjoy God's precious gift
Moving forward regenerated and alive.
ŠJane Ward Smith
March 12, 2011