A Suggestion (with rhymes)
Water is not always limpid,
and mere words can sound insipid;
like the cotton, sometimes milky -
the heart's flows run seldom silky.
When the sky appears bright and blue,
your soul errs further, without clue;
often, ways go steep and winding,
while most steps crave for a finding.
Apologies - in words or mails,
can turn into uneasy nails;
sincere intentions heal or fail,
for water falls as rain or hail.
Stress and speed are bad for health,
gambling depletes the inner wealth;
extremes do not know how to stop,
if there's no wisdom on the top.
M.