Be like the Tide- a poem

I woke one day and said to God,

“I feel I’ve lost my guide.”

We sat a while, He heard my prayer,

Then said, “Be like the tide.”

Know when to ebb and learn to flow,

As waves come crashing home.

Have strength of oceans, surging high,

Yet gentle as the foam.

See mysteries of life each day,

Embrace all that is new.

Still, carry always who you are,

As that’s what makes you, you.

For guides are present in your life,

Take notice every day.

With strength and gentleness in hand,

To help you find your way.

Retm