Rise
Each sway tips the wreckage
Still, it lies below
Barely feeling movement
Just the tug of ebb and flow
There you lie in waiting
Questions slip and slide
What's the use if it's all fleeting?
Why endure another tide?
Answers rise, with you in tow
Stirred from deep within your core
There's beauty in tomorrow
And there's hope upon the shore
Copyright © Jean Omalley Polatnick | Year Posted 2015
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