"The self same way"

When the tide comes to greet us,
We accept it in affirmative.
For, we are wilful to let it come to us,
To show us how life sails in each directive.

Directive of life, in peace and harmony;
When alters its sheen to rough patches,
cornering the vibes of amiable symphony;
there is left to the heart, a push back, a scratch.

A wisdom personified personality,
Stands behind all these times; as a back up,
Surprised by life, its incarnations;
In lot many murmurs, definite dreams, thoughts;
there's a lot assumed and likewise crapped,
about life and living through a different strata every time.

Yet the heart mingles, with happiness and solace.
The times, that cheer and outplace.
There is a lot left to be called yours and to embrace.
In every patch, and your every trace.

Every day passes with agony or pain,
Yet all efforts and dreams aren't the same.
Merrier times, pass their splendour, in the game.
Oh, difficult times, only appeared to be a gain.

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