Little steps unto the boat,
trembling feet walking in
like narrow footsteps too uncertainIn a Canoe boat, sailing without Katig
sitting amidst serenity of clear river
where waves paddle throughAnd I close my eyes, when the boat starts tilting
because I know You hold me
and You walk me unto this waterNo matter the thunder, that rumbles
and dark clouds
You are holding me in this Canoe boatUntil the shore that I see,
is just a little step away
from where I float with Theeand Until I find that someone there
You have given, is waiting there
to hold my little hand walk me through my little feet..

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Riddle of the Dots
ПриключенияAlyssa's return to their ancestral province leads her to stained records which were clues to a family mystery.