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| Battling Waves Roaring waves swishing back and forth banging the shoreline Despite whatever meditating occupies the depth of the mind Lurking around the corner is a need to surrender, to go back Can not control the lake's waves, for strength we lack Listening to a turbulent lake's waves roaring, cleanses the soul What else inspires such healing, whilst the lake acts out it's role Many choices and avenues to follow, which is the right way So swallowing waves won't absorb us into it's depths ever so gray Dangerous is the lake, when stormy conditions cause undertows Tossing, tugging, pulling and dragging us beneath a boat's bow Heeding warning signs could lift the dense gloomy fog Thus preventing us from sinking into a deep murky bog Struggling to the lake's shore, leaving waves behind Striving for survival, letting failures go, so we can unwind No chance of drowning, if we don't leap out of the boat Staying alert and not rocking the boat will keep us afloat The Struggle So many burdens and obstacles to bear along life's path Forever difficult to swallow and not easy to except When one burden is fixed, another takes it's place Causing one to blow up and act out their angry wrath For years strength was kept with what life dealt out Until one day such a furry of blame was put forth You are the blame, and you are the cause To me, from my own flesh and blood, they did shout Endless amounts of blame could come from me To those who hurt and caused a life of hell But ignoring the pains and hurts represent a healing And only then, by forgiving can make me feel free For dwelling on the past and present hurts and pains Can and will sink one to the bottom of a deep well So clouded in darkness with no beginning or end Causing one ill health and a bad case of chilblains Cannot believe in those living a life of make belief Nor understand those who know not right from wrong For the blame I live with, which was directed to me Causes me a daily life full of stress and much grief There were those who said, be cool, everything is normal So easy to say when they wear not my shoes And know not the burden of carrying self inflicted guilt Only God can answer what has been kept internal |
