Beside deep waters and cool fields flowers, my soul finds peace. From burdens and long weary journeys, I come to sit for a while. Looking into the dark cool water at my reflection, longing to know my future. Forgetting my past or the labors that I went through. Seeking a divine connection with God. Hoping to become as the tree by the water or the rock upon which the house was built. I long for favor and strengthening of faith, that I may rest from my journey at the days end.