Floating in the possibilities of what I could be

 

Sinking into the doubt of becoming nothing

 

Am I sinking or am I swimming?

 

Jumping into the water of opportunity falling into the waters depths of rejection

 

Am I sinking or am I swimming?

 

Eyes open wide, the water is clear, showing the many wonders of the ocean

 

Eyes closed shut, Darkness is engulfing, with fear overtaking the unknown.

 

am I sinking or am I swimming?

 

Back and forth I’m shaken in the waves, never knowing when the wave will be light or be deadly, leaving me in a pool of anxiety

 

Am I sinking or am I swimming?

 

Oh to have the confidence of the waters!

They toss and they turn,

They break and they fall , but they’ll always have the wind push them up again and the sun to show their beauty

 

I might not drown , but am I confident in it?

I may be swimming, but will I make it?

 

Confident or not, He reaches out a hand to me in the waves

With his mouth, he rebukes the waters and they calm

 

Instantly, my anxiety ceases and my fear dissipates

 

The question: am I sinking or am I swimming , will no longer haunt me

I am in the hands of the one who created the waters, so I will not doubt, I will pray.