River of Love

This'll be our greatest claim to fame
So many hours and miles and pain
Who could even hope to stand
Fast against the indiscretions
Of their past?

I am re-made
Call it what you will
An old gunslinger
Instinctively reaching
For his ghosted holster
Finding forgiveness in it's place

Born again?
How could I be otherly thus
Except for the exception
Being born of a miraculous light
From high above the skyline
When eye shutter sighs

We all have the ability
To be more than we were born
If we'd only breathe
Deep down as we reach
To the sky
Allowing the river
To renew
Allowing you to be who
You were always meant to be
In love's all consuming
& faultless eye