Archives for March 31, 2020

There can be no shortcuts
If the way is straight
Only places you stop
To sit down and wait

Till you’re strong enough
To go on

Life’s ever a sea
Of uncertainty

And it’s waters seem calm
Over cups of tea

But then the winds blow
And soon the waves grow

Till the flotsam of plans
Is what’s left to see

Leave the sea do it’s bidding
Come, my soul, to your raft