I am rolling in my own sea
Up and down, up and down
I am lifted by wisdom
Comforted by gentle rain
And a mischievous sun
Yet, I roll in waves of feeling
Around and around
Pulled by my sadness
And circled by my concern
Restless,annoyed,amused in turns
Riding the frothy Sea mare
I reach for my bootstraps
One at a time I secure myself
To sing through my fears
Ride the wave and bless the future
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Beautiful!