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  "Life Is a River, Wild and Free"
  by Debbie Schellman
Life is a river; she's wild and free.
Will you stand on her banks with planted feet
As the liquid of life races by, just stand and stare,
Afraid to get in , to get wet, or to dare
To see what lies around the next bend,
Or to venture a guess where she will end?

The River keeps flowing, flowing...

Or feeling brave, will you reach out a hand
To touch her waters and let the cool sand
Run through your fingers and down your sleeve
Then quickly shake it off, let it dry, and leave?
At least you tried, you gave her a test,
But you backed away and forgot all the rest.

And the River keeps flowing, flowing....

Or will you wade in, up past your knees
And brace yourself and steady your feet,
Feeling her powers and resisting the urge
To let go and get carried away by the surge?
Will you wrestle her mighty forces at hand,
And stand upright just because you can?

While the River keeps flowing, flowing....

I will say, in my heart, that is not like me
To stand on her banks and observe just to see
For a few short moments, then walk away
And forget the River. No, I will stay!
I will be the River, I will become a part
Of the driving force that powers her heart.

Oh! I am the River; she is in me...
And together we keep flowing, flowing....