Water can be ugly when you sorrow.
Water can be cruel when you lie.
Water can save you, if you’re
honest with your cry.
Confessed my guilt to the river,
poured tears in muddy waves.
Mixed heartbreak with the flood,
begged mercy for bringing blood.
Sullen river took me under
only to pull me back up.
Water sat on my tongue…Water pooled in my eyes.
Water went deep in my spirit to tell me
it was my time to thrive.
I didn’t need a Bible…I didn’t need a priest.
Took my sins to the river and muddy water brought
release.
©Susie Clevenger 2019
