Come and See
There is an open door
An invitation to more
More of what? you ask
Drop what you are doing and drop your mask
Come and see
The Father says to come buy from Me it’s really free
Come without a price or fee,
Step into the mystery.
The waters roll, the wind is high,
Underneath a crown-shaped sky.
Leave the straight lines of the shore,
Trade the task for something more.
Every sign along the track
Whispers that there’s no turning back.
He’s calling out to you and me:
“Come to the river, buy and see.”
The delta breathes a quiet grace,
A stillness in this hidden place.
The cinders fade, the iron cools,
Far from the reach of rigid rules.
For gold is refined in the heat of the fire,
Lifting the soul to a holy desire.
No currency needed, no ledger to keep,
Just deep calling out to the heart of the deep.
So let the old anchors drop into the mud,
Where mercy is flowing, a beautiful flood.
The ink has been written, the spirit set free—
The river is waiting. Come, buy and see.
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