Thanksgiving Flood
Overflowing gratitude, pouring...
Beyond measure of reason
May the emergent Thanksgiving season
Find me on bended knees, adoring...
And whence does spring this crystalline fountain
Which my heart fills and my soul floods?
Does it bubble from the brooks of the world?
No! It flows from a much higher mountain!
The mountain, the fountain is Christ
The water, the river, is Christ
The rhyme the poem is Christ
I am thankfully flooded with Christ!