I can see it
A river in the desert
A dry land sinking
Beneath its living water
A deaf and blind man
Receives his dormant senses
I can see it
The drought has come and gone
Do you perceive it
A whisper in the silence?
Or are you listening
To anything beside it?
A Word is brandished
To cut through bone and tendon
It is finished
And life has just begun
Rainwater
Fall on us
Restore the land
Wild river
Course through us
Bring life from death
I can see it
A river in the desert
