With every rise and fall of the daily tide,
A soul comes to life when another dies…
There are times in life when spirits change,
What once was familiar is suddenly strange…
When the waters are still and running deep,
The winds of change begin to creep…
Knowing it’s better to leave it alone,
We skip a rock from a stack of stones…
The seeds of life have an unwritten script,
Spreading unruly vines if you are not equipped…
There are times in life when you reach a plateau,
And the fruits of your labor are all aglow…
But you’ll never know what lies ahead,
If you bury your feet in the sands of dread…
There are times in life when it’s your turn to go,
If you pause or stall you’ll disrupt the flow…
Thoughts create action to conquer the day,
Be careful what you think as its guide the way…
There is a balance of gratitude that I seek to find,
The joy of being without yours or mine…
River Michaels
March 15, 2012







