Plagued by questions
that have no answer;
A search for truth,
pulling us under.
Futile flailing
only muddies the water.
Caught in a current,
nothing to hold on to.
Tossed and turned
in the torrent of life.
Bruised and battered,
struggling to survive.
Glimmers of hope,
a will to thrive.
Trusting the process,
could you savour the ride?
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