It moves up and goes down
It swings to the left and to the right
But through it all, we’re okay
We’re always okay
Therefore when we’re okay
It doesn’t mean the sail is smooth
Or the winds are calm
It just means we’re anchored to okayness
Like the sky gets cloudy only to become clear
Things only get worse to become better
Therefore, wait when all seems boisterous
Hold on and you’ll witness the miracle
I promise you it’s all well
It can’t be any other way
That’s the beauty of the design
It can only be okay
It can only be well
Words by: Restpirant Jerome
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