River

will i forever remain walking on these shores of your love? the shores of your love you are the river, the way the daughter of the mountains of gold the mountains of gold and i become ashes from ashes and dust from dust if i keep on passing these chances in fear and mistrust the river will i thus never attain a calling for the source of your love? the source of your love you are the giver, the flow the ancient reflection of my soul reflection of my soul