Intuition Abounds

On a cool river bank when the west wind blows

Through the trees, and the breezes of the past move slow

Dancing colors form a petal in a patterned row

And you believe in miracles again

Water falls and rushes by as the walls melt away

Shadows bounce on closing eyes to meet the aligned sun rays

And the nearest place in heaven seems a heartbeat away

As you believe in miracles again

Oh, the water is clear as a bell as it welcomes you near

A reflection of stories it tells in the whispering echoes you hear

Oh, the water is clear and a melody welcomes you near

To reflect on the stories it tells - in a whisper, you hear

When the course of the zephyr takes a journey around

It’s a time to remember and a time to resound

As I gaze upon this sight, intuition abounds

And I do believe in miracles, oh sweet miracles

I do believe in miracles again