The tides take turns
Pulling me to and fro.
Waves raise and drop me
Lift me up, bring me low.
A tempestuous storm
Plays out in my mind.
But a ray of bright light
Shines on me from behind.
It makes a light path
That shows me the way
To calmer waters where
The storm’s held at bay.
August 4, 2021
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