Streams

For some reason I have streams on my mind tonight Like the ones I remember playing in as a kid Wandering down seemingly endless pathways Like paths we could have taken, but never did Streams that can flow so strongly at times But dry and fade away in times of drought Just as our life has it's own unique flow That dries and fades in times of doubt The streams can carry reviving waters to the fields Turning what was dead and brown back to vibrant colors Our lives can carry such love and joy through us When it shines, we're a light to countless others The streams carry precious water out to great rivers They become part of a larger body a greater whole We too are part of something greater than ourselves When we take part in life and join with other souls The stream that once struggled on it's lonely winding path Fighting such a treacherous world to make it a little farther Now it is part of a great river moving across the land Until it rests by fields of green in the still waters Just as the stream had to fight against the world by itself We too face many tribulations when we choose to walk alone But we can join our souls to something greater when we believe We can claim an inner peace, a peace we've never known We can allow our life's stream to continue to flow alone Or we can choose to join our souls to something so much greater We can allow our lifespring to fadeaway in the passage of time Or we can choose to spend eternity with our creator