Figuratively enjoying conversations with a friend, touching br upon the different facets involved in our lives. br br All of the sorrow and undeserved turmoil that has landed us br in the positions we have found ourselves in. br br Energy wasted, ebbing and waning, depending on what is br happening to us at any given moment in time. br br Burying ourselves in pastimes of poetry just to keep our- br selves going to the end of life, our spirits ebbing and br flowing rhythmically throughout our days and nights. br br Floundering and succumbing to every rising tide, carrying br us out to sea and sending us adrift in a sea of grief.br br RoseAnn V.