When Waves Attack
Life on earth is like an ocean or open sea
which its vast body is just hard to watch or view;
Others look at it as a major mystery,
not seeing the colors of nature’s hidden hue.
Many minds try to reach the extent of abyss;
what they find is nothing but deep dark without gleam.
Because the bright glow of light that their eyesights miss
never lets them get out of guiles and lies so dim.
But the one who has the torch held by his own hand
knows well when vile weather wallops the salt water;
trials or sufferings are there to understand
by the heart so strong and so brave; yes, no matter.
Assault of the storm surge wipes all those of the night;
but those with righteousness never give up the fight.
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