Ocean of Life
It has been said that life can turn on a dime,
with patients and perseverance,
I know that it's just about my time.
Many people procrastinate as they sit
and wait for their ship to come in.
I see sails on the horizon, so into life's
ocean, I dive, and out to my ship I swim.
I shall rely solely on faith and the promises
bestowed upon my ancestors,
while others fail to prey, but deviously plot
against their neighbor, all the while evil festers.
The tides of our lives are sometimes
rough with a treacherous undertow.
He keeps my head above water, with an occasional gasp
for air, there but for the grace of God, I go.
Copyright © Wayne Smith | Year Posted 2022
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