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There has to be something more

Than just breathing to survive,

I stood firm on shaky ground

Never looking down but I was alone.



So I resorted to another tactic

By tiptoeing into murky waters

Because it wasn’t safe to jump in

Where others waddled with me.



I searched continually for answers

In those dark, deceitful puddles  

Unaware that Truth was in the

Sun’s warmth burning my back.



I grabbed onto a branch on the side

Of that mountain and climbed on

While the rip currents below me

Tried to pull me back under.



But I’m inherently clumsy so I am

Constantly losing my footing time

And time again only to have

Start the process all over again.



However, I know every time

I falter, the Sun will still be there

To calm the winds and help me

Out of the waters next time.