River of Words

My mind is a running river

Words rush under the surface

Rolling like pebbles on the bottom

I'm pulling out one word

When I was reaching to grab another

Then I see you

Cast your net in the river

And draw out stories and songs

You give words to what

I've longed to say

You encourage me to keep reaching for words

My hands are slippery

I can't trust my eyes

But when you pull your story from the current

I open my hands to find a story too

Oh, to believe it is possible!