And so it is.
This day. This hour. This minute.
I can resist. I can accept. Which will I choose?
Doom. Fear. Grief.
Resolve. Courage. Hope.
All are present. Moving through me like waves.
I swish. I swirl.
Then I must move.
To rise above. To be taken under.
Will I attempt to control? Will I surrender to faith?
I choose to ride the wave.