When the storm is encroaching
On the path that you had planned
All mapped out life journey
Under the water’s crushing wave
You still have a little road left
To launch a master recovery plan
Never should the tar be your only way
There is more than one option
Wallow not in the depth of grey
But climb into that boat and sail
Right over the tossing seas
To find the calm beyond the squall
To make another route
Before the next ensuing storm.
Debbie Gravett © 2017.02.16
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