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| The Water Dancers Waves dance like ballerinas, rising and falling With underskirts of finest shot silk. Admire their poise. Watch them spin out of control. And while the mildest turbulence reigns above Their synchronised tumbling, one over the other Astounds the peace and tranquillity that lies beneath. |
| Surrounded by water The sun glints on the strata of life While the scouring foam of emotion Smoothes away yet more layers Scaring forever this rock called home. The exposure to this relentless weathering Softens the edges, and deadens the pain It indelibly marks the surface for all to see And puckers its lips across the sand. The tide seems soft and subtle. It ebbs and flows. So, why not walk through the swirling shallows Cool your ankles and scoop sand between your toes And let the waters of time etch away at your mind. |
Chains Of Insecurity In the blackest hour, watch for those rare rays of light The ones that seep through the clouds, casting hope on a dead sea. Watch for a break in the endless gloomy darkness of night. Wait for the air to part, to set your tongue free, once and for all. Then step forwards, bold and keen, with your head held high. Say what you mean. Speak straight. Don’t mince your words. Rise above everything. Say what you have to say, for all to hear. And break loose the chains of insecurity, before they strangle us both. |