I don't care how deep or wide, if you've got another side - Black Muddy River

Sort of like "the light at the end of the tunnel" this crossing of a black muddy river. Sometimes we cross alone but there's usually help from the other side. Maybe a friend cheering you on or a stranger tossing a rope. We rarely do it alone although we try to convince ourselves we have. I'm crossing a river now but muddy, no. It is clear and refreshing. I don't care how long it takes to get to the other side.