A poem for today

The Tide

Up down all around
Bipolar maybe
But why bother with a name

Like the tide, I’m high
I’m low
It could be one minute
A day

Deficiencies
Mindset
Chemistry
Don’t know

I am sure, however
I am alive
Ready to live another day
Noticing allows it to flow in and out

So as not to be carried out to sea

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