Ebb and Flow and Moor

There is sorrow. There is laughter.
There is faleshood. There is truth.
There is pain. There is joy.
There is hate. There is love.
There is anger. There is peace.
There is unfamiliarity. There is friendship.

The ebb and flow of life are continual. There are very few things that remain steadfast and constant.

Faith!
Your solid, invariant, ceaseless port.
Cast your lines, tie up and moor in your uncertainty.