Polluted ...
Matthew 14:29-30
29 So He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat, walked on the water, and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the strong wind he became afraid. And starting to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!”
Polluted
Walking in the rain ... washing away all traces
Where I am going will stay an unsolved mystery
No one will understand where I offended places
As long as it pours down I’m going where I please
To move without a purpose and to know I am all wet
The path that I have chosen seems to be misunderstood
There is something about it ... to be different from others
To be one of a kind ... and to live for one’s own good
The rain is slowing down and washed away some pollution
Everywhere is movement by folks who are a lot like me
I am not the only one who moves in his own confusion
It looks like most I know ... seem too far from being free
Jan Wienen