Exceptional A poem The river by royowen

The river The source of every river's start will one day form a flood. It starts as just a trickle small but that's just as it should, That trickle forms a brook that flows and grows with other streams. that journey on with winding paths that hold to endless dreams. Those streams become a tireless flood that brings refreshing's flow. From ankle deep to growing depths will bring joy's loving glow. To be baptised in Heaven's depths one cannot wear a frown. From death to life forever loved you'll always wear a crown. R.Owen Recognized Author Notes This is the story of a relationship with God from the early days of new birth to being consumed in and by the presence and the depths of God's love. Ezekiel 47:1-9Now Then he brought me back to the door of the temple; and there was water, flowing from under the threshold of the temple toward the east, for the front of the temple faced east; the water was flowing from under the right side of the temple, south of the altar. He brought me out by way of the north gate, and led me around on the outside to the outer gateway that faces east; and there was water, running out on the right side. And when the man went out to the east with the line in his hand, he measured one thousand cubits, and he brought me through the waters; the water came up to my ankles. Again he measured one thousand and brought me through the waters; the water came up to my knees. Again he measured one thousand and brought me through; the water came up to my waist. Again he measured one thousand, and it was a river that I could not cross; for the water was too deep, water in which one must swim, a river that could not be crossed. He said to me, Son of man, have you seen this? Then he brought me and returned me to the bank of the river. When I returned, there, along the bank of the river, were very many trees on one side and the other. Then he said to me: This water flows toward the eastern region, goes down into the valley, and enters the sea. When it reaches the sea, its waters are healed. And it shall be that every living thing that moves, wherever the rivers go, will live. There will be a very great multitude of fish, because these waters go there; for they will be healed, and everything will live wherever the river goes. Thanks for reading. R.Owen

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