Life’s currents keep pushing,
I feel much like drowning.
One wave after another,
I can hardly keep my head go under.
A little kick with my frantic feet,
Catch the thin air with a squeak.
Overwhelming waves give no hope.
With a fainting voice I softly cry,
Oh God, I’m tired.
This is the end of my effort to try.
Am I going to die?
Peace, be still, my precious child!
I’m always here when your tears blinded your eyes.
You will not die.
I know how much you can endure.
I have never been late to come to your rescue.
Cease your struggle, cease your fear.
Just remember that I am here.
Relax your body and let it float,
I will guide you where you should go!
– Photo taken by Mercy Rossi