Between the River and the Road

Between the river and the road

I have walked this path before

Scorched by fire, clenched in cold

On my way to distant shore

Between the mountains and the sky

Like a bird I too have soared

Stopped to often to ask why

On my way to distant shore

Road it may crumble, tumble and fall

River run through it, rumbling all night long

River keep going whether low or high

River come back again, after the river run dry

Between the laughter and the pain

I have walked this path before

Bathed by sunlight, drenched in rain

On my way to distant shore

Between the river and the road

Lulled by angels, racked by war

Oldest story ever told

To lay my head on distant... shore

© 2010 Britta Lee Shain