Crossing Over

Crossing over the river Jordan,

Leaving those other things behind,

Crossing over is the joy I’m having,

And I’m believing;

It’s a whole new state of mind.

He touched my soul,

That set me free,

I could walk on water,

Or nearly.

I found it in a desert land,

Bare feet in the river sand~

Naked,

Walking under a desert sun,

Oh, that life’s nearly done,

Oh, this one’s just begun,

Yes, I’m crossing over,

The river Jordan.

~FS