Bobbing on my raft, in the turbulent sea of life
Skimming through the vortices, paddling through the strife
Bouyed with life’s small joys, to keep me afloat
In the shelter from the storm, I weave threads of happiness to rope
To hold me safe, when my raft rocks and to give a glimmer of hope
I have my trusty keep net to catch life’s offerings
It holds all that is precious, discards the stones and stings
Bobbing on my raft through the turbulent sea of life
Finding happiness in the smallest things is a way to survive
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 