SUZANNE VERDAL MCCALLISTER
Suzanne Verdal McCallister
Who breathes the St Lawrence River
Who sees every ripple upon its water
In the light that sparkles there
Who tastes the loving Mares
Their tails to turn to rain
As she runs so free to shower in
In her beautiful sunlit torn
Who smiles as if she is
All before it falls
Deep into Spirit's magic
Where mind just always tumbles
Suzanne Verdal McCallister
Who breathes the St Lawrence River
Who sees every ripple upon its water
In the light that sparkles there
Never half crazy at all
As she is the song of spirit
Salient, well lit candle
In waxed spontaneous moment
Lint dressed to Jesus
As His blood will never stain
Will always come inside
To free, for most, so hidden
Suzanne Verdal McCallister
Who breathes the St Lawrence River
Who sees every ripple upon its water
In the light that sparkles there
As Suzanne sends of life from heart
Through eyes that share the ride
Forever connected step
For Suzanne she brings alive
To fly as free as a bird,
Slow shadow feathered high
Suzanne Verdal McCallister
Who breathes the St Lawrence River
Who sees every ripple upon its water
In the light that sparkles there
And to pass her by, or leave, I will never
To always say hello, to this innocent child
Because, Suzanne she says to me
It is all what lies inside, it is what all lies inside
Suzanne Verdal McCallister
Who breathes the St Lawrence River
Who sees every ripple upon its water
In the light that sparkles there.