Hang out in Montana long enough and you just gotta go find yourself a river...
Where night poured its velvet river
Soft and pure it ebbed away
Into seas beaming with laughter
And Today
Big and small dreams skim the surface
Of what will be; who can say?
But to all the same God giveth
Us Today
Hope and holy honor trembles
Where spent hours fall away
Dawn’s bud births Time’s brand new petals
Called Today
Come, let us reason together
God giveth and takes away
He allows the sun and shadow
Of Today
It is He who fills the river
Of midnight that seeps away
Rendering twixt past and future
Our Today
© Janet Martin
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