RIVERS

Many rivers run

        Down to many seas.

All my cares are one:

         On what river of these

        Could my heart have peace?

Two banks to each river.

        None where I may stray

Hearing the rushes shiver

        And seeing the river ever

        Pass, yet seem to stay.

Maybe there is another

         River, but far from Me.

There l may meet the Brother

        Of my eternity.

        In what God will this be?