CANAL

The canal is a waterway, wide and sedate
     It carries the careful, who are willing to wait
     For God’s perfect blueprint to keep them afloat
The channel is narrow, but wide is the boat.

     It’s easy to drift, being stopped by the weed
Confining your rudder, you’re scuppered indeed
    Aground in the shallows, you learn about faith
    Which powers your journey, you’re back on the waves.

    All of a sudden, you come to a lock
    And there it is time for taking stock
    You can choose The Lord and go ahead
    Or go back where you came, instead.

    Up you rise to another plane
    On the journey, once again
    Gathering strength as you follow the source
    Eyes apon the perfect course.