Growing
G-rowing
is rowing
keeping the balance
towards the light!
Our fathers row
when we are children.
We observe how
they do it.
As we grow,
we have to
do the rowing.
Harder than it seemed.
Difficult to
keeping balance.
We fight against
the current.
Until one day,
we learn to enjoy the rapids,
Letting the current take us.
Without much effort.
Time goes by
the current grows stronger.
We are reaching the sea
some fear surrounded us.
Keep rowing
and growing.
The beautiful sunrise,
It is reflecting in the sea.
Copyright © Angie Millan-Acosta | Year Posted 2023
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