Gorgeous River Flow to Me

There is so much to be said at the river bed.
My heart melts as the water flows.
So much has come to invite me.
The sonnets of soaring birds above delight me.
I see the heavens.
The sun so heavenly sent.
In the heavens I escape my death.
For forever will I live with more than just my breath.
I see all delight in the river before me.
So much for chanting God's glory.
The birds make the song from above.
They are the angels that galore me.
For the galore is my heaven.
I have wings to fly.
I will slowly make my steps to find more blessings that make me cry.
So much for just getting by.
The river will light my eye.
I will have the memory no matter how hard I try.
Slowly will I have the wings and sonnets to soar by.