tank of life..

this tank of life..
for each to swim thru by..
the weeds that sway..
the creeps and clay..
all seems good..
a calm of goodness sweeps right thru..

yet..

sometimes, the waves will mock..
droon the hope the heart craves
for never will it know..

how the wave will take it go

which end side will it stand
what greet will it attain

for whatever fall it'll strike..
thru grace.. thru harsh..
the rhythm of waves will always slush..
it'll face with strength inside..
for it has prepared with One by its side..
and this kept it moving on
despite rain, moreover storm..
the clock keep on ticking..
thus, why should it then stop..
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tribute to : ukht nfr : jazakillah khyran khatira ukht