See the other day

My emotions spoke loudly

Wreaking havoc

Every motion of resolve

Enveloped my heart

A friend described the feeling quite well

‘not being able to see beyond your nose’

Every moment

Racing against another

Without hope or new ideas

~

I could only ride the crest

Like a boarder on the San Juan rip-tide

Willing to be tossed about

Just barely afloat

Finding stability seconds

Before the next crest

With no end in sight

A simple

Trivial

Retelling of a similar story.

~

Life can be so rocky

When we allow crisis

To become the fueling

Of an emotional coaster

We make a choice

To recognize our reflective

Nature

Or feed the human condition

Feed the unbridled abandon

Feel the despair

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When does the rescue in our lives begin?

Before or after a good cry stems the tide.