On the surface
Life seems to function smoothly
Like ducks flying, floating on water
Only at keener observation do we see
It’s continuous paddling to stay afloat
Life in a broader sense
Is like a group of tectonic plates
Coming together and swerving apart
But along its eternal flow
It gives us mountains of opportunity
To harness and reach the top
Every once in a time though
We come across a dry spell
Stranded in a desert – alone
Faith slipping through our hands
Here Mother Nature steps in
To keep us marching on
Providing these hungry eyes
The illusion of an oasis
Through my eyes 