Someone asked for this recently. I finally got it transcribed, and now I can't find the thread.
Blessings,
Barbara
BEAR

When he came to the river,
his feet had froze,
When he came to the river,
before his eyes the raging flood arose,
So Bear just stood there
Shaking his head.

The path behind him
Was thick with ice
The flood before him
Could be crossed but would demand a price.
So Bear just stood there
Watching instead.

His life spun before him
All the things he had done
But standing by the foaming flood,
It was as if he hadn't done a one.
So Bear just stood there,
shaking his head.

He knew his hunger,
He knew his thirst.
But to get beyond the river
he knew that he would have to cross it first.
So Bear stepped forward
And entered in.