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Slowly up, higher, sky-scraping
Until you are on the peak

Gradually forward, tipping slowly
Then down, faster and faster


Sometimes there is an inverted turn

Or a steep precipice
Even a sharp incline

Hardly ever a level stretch


You are shaken like a milkshake

In a foodprocessor

Shake, mix; shake, mix

Fusion, until you feel lightheaded


Your balance is interrupted

You don't any longer know where you are

Like a blind person, feeling your way

Unstable on your feet

Hanging upside down?
Are you standing straight up?
Lying down or falling?

Or are you being twisted around?

WORDS OF COMFORT
He sets my feet on a rock;
He makes my steps firm
I'm anchored in Him…even if my life is like a roller coaster


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