We live in turblent times
How well do you tread water in an ocean of negative emotion
Shame is a storm, welling up and approaching
...backstroke, kick kick, look up at the clouds,
The grey elephant with angel wings flows across the sky
...and the funny faces smiling back
Up and down,
The waves churning,
With no land in sight
No compassion in sight,
No one to toss us a peppermint lifesaver.
