Strength for the moment

The river was narrow and deep
As I journeyed upstream alone;
Swift currents churned strong and threatened
Each stroke in the dark unknown.

The sky seemed to say, "Turn back!"
Water roared with distrust, doubt, and fear;
But yet my heart gently whispered,
"Continue ... peace is so near."

And it was so!

The sweet-ebbed pools of Meribah
Quietly touched the shore,
As I basked in the warmth of the moment—
Then dug in my oars once more.

Linda G. Ruthenbeck

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