Slip and slide,
flow with the tide,
or maybe
fight with might,
those unsettling waves,
even as cold bites in the night.

To revel or to rebel-
it is you who decides,
to bear the palm- call it bliss,
or bare your devil- staring into the abyss;
until it is all calm,
some day you will find your peace!

GREG RAKOZY OLIVER
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