The Spring In Me

There is a spring inside of me
One I could not even see
One I could not even feel
But now I know the spring is real.
There is a fountain in my soul
Of silver water that turns to gold
The source is God, the vessel, me
And pouring forth now for all to see.
There is a love that brightly shines
Here in my eyes and in my mind
And I give back what I've been given
And follow the trail of words to heaven.
There is a hope that once was pale
And feared the path would lead to hell
But now I joy and my soul sings
My God has made me a living spring.
 

 
May 22, 2004 4:50 p.m.