The Ocean of Life

The sound of the ocean

calms me.

.

In the moments

when I’m looking out

toward where the water

meets the sky,

I feel that it’s ok to not

have it all figured out

because the ocean

is too big to feel

we can ever conquer it

—and so it is about life.

.

My job isn’t to conquer

the ocean of life,

nobody’s coming

out of this bitch with a W.

.

Our job is just to learn

to navigate the rough

and unpredictable waters,

and sometimes

you have to goddamn swim

until help arrives.

.

.

.

Image by Pixabay

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