In god´s hands

That river so clear, cool and transparent
flowing faster than a hungry torrent
Sun cleaning it and filtering it through the land
All I could see were god´s hands

Over the rocky margins in an awkward manner
Like a wayward lost gold panner
side creeks feeding into the river
I the clumsy stumbler the taker and the giver

Over the improvised huts to an afternoon dinner
where the sun lit the field
and kisses flew elegant and sealed
New life ran and joked like I by the creek side

New life learned enthusiasm barely standing on two legs
Son the sky begged, and my wife delivered you so grand
You manifested from such a powerful demand
All I could see were god´s hands