THRUST
I was sitting beside the sea,
looking at the waves soaring high,
wind touching the tip of waves ,
and making them climb the unsurmountable shores.
Yes, thats when I realised that in the tougher times ,
when life is like a tumultuous wave stuggling to find its ground,
the thrust of hope comes like a wind,
and washes you past the shore of new life.
What a wonderful realization,
you ought not let it pass by,
for this thrust is the message from Thee,
that he is there , somewhere nearby .
He adores you for you are his child, the sea ,
the waves, the shore, all he's made for you,
for you to learn the basic truth,the truth that awaits the enlighment of your soul,
the truth that conveys the greatest fact , that for every low, theres always a high!
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