(Photo & poem are originals to the photographer & poet, Faye, of this blog.  Not to be reused with permission.)

Down by the river
Sitting on its banks
The trees dripping with dew
The waters rushing merrily
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Sitting on its banks.

Down by the river
Sorrow gurgles in my heart
I cannot climb out on the rocks
Can’t be frozen by its cascade
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Sorrow gurgles in my heart.

Down by the river
Praise erupts in my soul
The Creator of this beauty
Is the One who fashioned me,
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Praise erupts in my soul!

Down by the river
God touched my wounds
Cleaning away the ugliness
Washing away my pain
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
God touched my wounds.

Down by the river
I found God today
I felt God today
I touched God today
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
Down by the river,
God found me today.

-Faye