"Where dreams come true without my knowing how"

My Neverending Holiday The creek thunders by in rapids today But muddy waters are becoming clear And seeing I am I might as well be The best I can bathed by sheer beauty here In a place where I can be happily Having unwittingly conquered the fear Which brings down stronger if less innocent People who do more to help themselves but Perhaps do not share my simple intent To be a poet now no matter what Carried by the creek this is where I went And now the canyon chooses me to stay Arriving here without having to choose Without ever meaning to go away Ending up creekside with nothing to lose Modjeska Canyon calls me to come home As a naturalized Modjeskan now To settle by her creek and I have come Where dreams come true without my knowing how On this my neverending holiday And if you come to see me you will see That this is where I am supposed to be +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX