Subsidence
The memory of yesterday is
clanging,
Competing against the sweet
and bitter tastes of the present.
While sailing against the giant waves of life.
I persistently and firmly hang on,
allowing not myself to miss the
paddle's handle to avoid being
fallen and drowned together with
the rolling billows into the
waiting abyss and nothingness.
Once, the outrigger of the
sagging boat was torn apart by
this life's strong storm. But my
conviction to continue
combating the raging tomorrow
and the choice to endure the
nearing death of the past bring
fire to my heart to live another
day.
When the storm subsides, I shall
peacefully tread on the right
path toward Your lap.
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