Page 50 - just saying....
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sea of uncertainty with no compass?
how can I live each day,
without resolving
every problem,
without finding answers perhaps I will learn
to every question, to relish
navigating a sea of grey each swell,
with oars of trust, each wave,
blindly following and fly like
a truth that only an adventurous seagull
my soul knows clearly? scavenging the shore
until finally settling upon
how can I live each day, clarity
not knowing what and
the next will bring. bliss.
how do I row my boat,
across this wide
expanse of water,
