Mean Well....

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life

Emotions are potions, covering mysteries

Cauldrons bubble in stews, for all to see

Still waters move not, lulling adventurers in deep

Its in the waters of consequence, reflecting beliefs

Surprise is but a veil, that battle winds by whims at sea

Skims of surface currents is not truth or necessarily a lie

To float on waves is to admit a life's unknown futility

Woe goes to one brave enough to bail the waters at length

While underwater the world of fathoms understands the deep

Once baptized to what is not new nor rarely ever shown...

There is no return to living just offshore of a water line's retreat

Indeliable memories wash upon school of thoughts

Reconsidering what brought you to ponder this edge, before rinsing wash

Wishes placed on the firmament is the island that is the dream

Hand over Hand is how we move our slate towards the undiscovered

Thrashing and gasping for one last breath of fresh air, before going back in

So we commit to life goals, swimming onward, splashing feats, in sync

Swirls in current, sink some, but all eventually succumb

Never is lost, as the abyss denies none, struggle is your flight

Dreams descend below the surface, to fates hidden on the bottom, forgotten

Until dredged up in time to emerge from the heart of this mean well.....

For it has 2b written on these waters, is my soul's intent