From The see Of Problems

From the Bottom of the Sea of Problems In the abyssal depths of troubles, I've been submerged, Where waves of woe crash, and hope's dispersed. The weight of worries crushes, suffocating my soul, Yet, in this darkness, a glimmer of truth unfolds. To find the path, sometimes we must lose our way, Navigate through life's turbulent waters each day. I swim, and land on a rock, a fleeting reprieve, Still, my head's submerged, my breath a desperate heave. But with each stroke, I rise, incrementally free, A fragment of my being emerges from the sea. Each movement breaks the chains that bind me tight, A gradual liberation, a newfound light. One day, I'll sever the knots that life has tied, The weight of worries will subside, and I'll glide. I'll look back on the journey, the trials and the strife, And smile, knowing I emerged, stronger, wiser, rife. For in the heart of problems, solutions lie in wait, Behind the storms, a calm, serene state. Yah will make a way, a path will unfold, And I'll find my footing, my heart made of gold.