the river (a prayer for the delaware indians)

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i wanna go down by the river

toss this old body in

erasing the stain and appeasing the pain

of a true un~original sin

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i wanna go down by the river

stand like a stone on its banks

contemplate the Spirit Great

and give ab~original thanks

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i wanna stand down by the river

follow each rippling wave

watch~and~wait with Mother Nature

knowing her waters will save

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i wanna stand down by the river

cold~wind blowin’ through my hair

remembering with trembling

old souls are roaming near

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i wanna thank the sun and moon

our natural calendar

that helps us find a way in life

and accents ev’ry star

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i wanna thank the sky and clouds

a panoramic view

shape~shifting or showering

there’s nothing they can’t do

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i wanna walk down by the river

with my gentle friend

love keeps growing and we know

it’s flowing without end

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i wanna walk down by the river

shiver like a shrub in the breeze

contemplate the Spirit Great

and fall down on my knees

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i wanna thank this bouncy beach

so soft beneath my feet

decaying leaves to stir belief

and carry~on the beat

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i wanna thank this rushing river

carry me away

letting~go i feel the flow

re~learning how to pray

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**** (inspired by a visit to the delaware water gap visitor’s center on I-80 west, just before the pennsylvania state line, 20 April 2004)