Ocean Intention

Ocean Intention

If all I had to do, was come and swim in you,
I’d be a happy swimmer, my hope would have a glimmer.
But all that I can see, is water smashing me.
My God I need a dimmer, my temper needs to simmer.

If all I had to do, was come and float in you,
I’d plunge right in that river, not care that I would shiver.
But all that I can see, more lessons thrown at me.
My God I need to take, for once I need a break.

If all the fear in me, was left back in the sea,
I’d walk across the land, help all to understand.
But still it stays around, so that on land I’d drown.
My God it lives in me:  There is no warrantee.

If all I had to do, was teach and practice too,
I’d do it all again, the stream until the end.
But having been there once, I’m leery of those stunts.
My God I reached again!  Will this ever end?

If I just had to jump, I’d jump in all triumph.
I’d keep my mind a blank, avoid the river bank—
Yet all we feel is fear; ignore the love that’s here.
So God, I’ll enter hell, to help and learn as well.

If all is one and all, I wish to all a call.
To face the fear we feel, to learn it isn’t real.
And now I start to see, the river is the sea.
The Ocean is my fate.  To fear: evaporate.