Row against the current.

Do not let the tide

Take you over.

Though your arms grow tired,

And beg for respite,

Row until you find

The one you have always been seeking.

Row until you are laid bare upon the shore,

And your soul unites with the truth

Of who and all that you are.

Published by janetlandis

I am a mother, a nurse, a caregiver and a writer.

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