In the troubled, turbulent waters of
life,
Dear,
he wrote,
You
like a rudderless boat
floats around
with the wings of
waves forcing you
back and forth,
sideways,
upwards
and downwards,
and you
helplessly, restlessly
floats around,
like a football being
kicked and tossed around
in the turbulent waters.
And like an orphan,
stands I rooted like a tree
unfazed,
Unafraid,
braving the giant towering waves
whip lashing me
ready to be carried away
or to be blessed with,
your safe
anchoring
on the shore.
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