Where to go, knowing this life is incomplete
I thought I found the way at the bridge
I crossed rather than going under
The flooding came in knocking me off.
Bracing for the rock to take hold of,
Water grows strength to wash farther
down to not have a place to stand,
Grabbing hold of the lending heart.
Seeing the eyes of the truth of light,
Opening to a promise to save,
Always and forever another day,
Once in a promise rather then two divided.
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