Row through life

Myself and I alone in a canoe,

Along with me are my blessings and troubles,

I row myself through the stream of life,

Little or no navigation and absolutely no instructions, 

Life can be in so many words,

The alternatives present give opposite end results,

What can be of life if there are no hurdles,

Strong currents and rough waters through the stream like in some phases in life, 

If one could acknowledge the existence of a negative side of life then he/she would understand that sometimes water is controlled,

Sometimes the mind needs that long sigh of defeat to accept the troubles in life, 

Even though they do not vanish the mind already knows that they exist and for that it copes with them. 

Double_O Franklyne.