I rested by the mountain stream
As it tumbled along the way;
From where it came or where it went
Of that I could not say.
I saw more than waters
Racing toward the sea;
I saw a picture of life.
I saw a picture of me.
I saw the present come face to face
With the memories of my past;
Together they hurried forward
To the future wide and vast.
There was excitement in the rapids,
Life in merging streams.
Passion was in the calming pools,
Tumbling stones turned into dreams.
It flowed through mountain passes,
Cut through canyons steep.
Meandered through the valley
Until it merged with waters deep.