Life is like a flowing river,
Turbulent at times it flows;
Many times it is so peaceful,
Rippling like a brook it goes.
When the skies in life seem cloudy,
And the sun no longer shines;
And your burdens are so heavy,
Giving up you felt at times.
Since your life is like a river,
Through wind or storm it will flow,
If you et the Great Creator
Guide your life through tempests blow.
As life's river keeps n flowing,
And the birds in heaven soar;
Through a glass we look not darkly,
When at last we reach the shore.
When on that endless shore we step,
We will see the sands of time;
We'll forget our earthly problems,
When we share God's Love Divine.
~ Charles A. Steinhart
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