Just underneath the surface
lies a bubbling miry pool,
where thoughts and worries mingle
and judgments harshly rule.
To all intents and purposes
it appears that all is well,
this duck is swimming grandly
upon a slowly rising swell.
But time habitually may reveal
the frantic paddling feet,
with swells and ducks in a mess
when they both eventually meet.
Kaboom! The hurt is now exposed
and the duck is in sore trouble;
feathers flying and anguished quacks
determine the pile of rubble.
The wick that caused this fiery blast
caught the brave duck by surprise,
for just underneath the surface
lay the soul-destroying lies.
The Great Physician picked up the duck
holding it closely to His chest,
and whispered deep within its' heart
"In Me you will find your rest".