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I Thought
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I thought I was the morning mist
With a fresness to share,
An aura of His presence,
A touch of His care -
 But I was wrong.

I thought I was a well
With water deep within
Riches for any who would
Let their bucket enter in -
 But I was wrong.

I thought I was a river
Flowing lazily to the sea,
A way for others to travel
To a place to be set free -
 But I was wrong.

I thought I was rivers
Of life flooding the land
With the power of the Spirit
Reaching out at His command -
 And I was right (and humbled.)

©1999 Donna Faulkner Pyle

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