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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There comes a moment in our live's Be it this day, this year, this night When all at once we can bare no more Of life's struggles, strife, and fights. Not to say we wish to end it But just to retreat a little while Like a ship that leaves the harbour To sail a sea of trials. To deal with one wave at a time Tossing and turning with each blow Of what beguiles us day to day When riding high or lying low. Woe betide us the awkwardness Of discussions with mother-dear The to's and fro's of where to go Resulting in life's understeer. The highs of unchecked enthusiasm Taking ourselves by surprise With assurances of what we'll do Towards the optimistic goal we dare to realise. 'Till at last we meet our pillows For the truths to flow freely then The floods of tears urge them forth As for the first time, reality we tend. The more we fight the more we fall So says the back of our tired mind But hoist the sail of want and drive And work with the storms design. Sometimes happenings feel larger than life More like someone else's than our own But just play the part and fight none As is the only advice people seem to condone. The step up and out can feel more like a fall The stern ruling dominate over the bow Severe is the harshness of reality Of what we must face now. No step by step instruction Just a compass and a destination Through the terrors we must ourselves navigate It all being part of our confirmation. The confirmation of what we choose to be: An ocean liner with ease cruising through? A fighting, battle worn frigate giving no chances? Or an honest trade barge plodding through? Once in a while settling at a mooring With futures docks in sight I know I long to stop forever there And prolong the stillness and calm of this night. Wether it's calm or just panic beyond measure, I guess I'll never know As each song on the wind's a current That can lift me high or sink me low. One summers day I'll reach that docks Of the place I'm meant to be Far away yet oh so near I hope that soon the end I'll see. For now I guess I'll stay adrift In a sea of uncertainties And shout once more and again A young sailor's prayers and pleads.
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