Subsidence

The memory of yesterday is clanging, Competing against the sweet and bitter tastes of the present. While sailing against the giant waves of life. I persistently and firmly hang on, allowing not myself to miss the paddle's handle to avoid being fallen and drowned together with the rolling billows into the waiting abyss and nothingness. Once, the outrigger of the sagging boat was torn apart by this life's strong storm. But my conviction to continue combating the raging tomorrow and the choice to endure the nearing death of the past bring fire to my heart to live another day. When the storm subsides, I shall peacefully tread on the right path toward Your lap.