Cost of Doing Business

 

Rolling on the high seas of life

Facing the wind

Leaning into the current

Willing to be taken in by the pull

Squeezing out the breath

Flailing In the turmoil

While being observed by discerning eyes…

 

Going deep within, an internal pull larger than the external

Swim Lori, swim

Believe Lori, believe

Reach Lori, reach

 

Don’t look back

There is nothing there to hold on to
Climbing to the calm

T’is character building

One breath, then pulled under again,

Two breathes, under,

three and a little sun,

reaching to the light

 

A vision, a solitary journey

Not visible to the observers

Tell me can you see my depth in the struggle

Or

Do you see only the cost of doing business.