Clay And Water - Margaret Becker

These days are passing over me

At the speed of light

And standing here in their shadows

I’m silenced at the sight

Like water on the wind I sense the change to come

All that I’ve held in like teardrops run

I am clay and I am water

Falling forward in this order

While the world spins 'round so fast

Slowly I’m becoming who I am

Nothing ever stays the same

The wheel will always turn

I feel the fire in the change

But somehow it doesn’t burn

Like a beggar blessed I stumble in the Grace

Reaching out my hand for what awaits

I will live

From my heart

And I will catch the lines of love as they come

Back to You

I know they’ll lead

And into You

I know I’ll lean