Took a walk this afternoon,
down to the waterfront.
The river was smooth as glass.
As water lapped gently against the shore
I watched two ducks glide by together in perfect unity-
their movements synchronized,
making it look so easy and serene.
But beneath the surface,
webbed feet are frantically paddling.
We often look at someone
and marvel how they stay so calm in the face of life’s struggles,
when underneath they are desperately trying to stay afloat-
just like the rest of us.