I've got peace like a river,
I've got peace like a rivier,
I've got peace like a river in my soul.
~~Traditional American hymn
It's early in the morning on the Orange River in Fort Myers, Florida
and I've come to Blossom's for a cup of coffee.
The river is steamy like the coffee. Misty. Mysterious. Reflective.
A few states north, tornadoes have torn up the landscape.
I wish them peace.
Like a river.