rhythm of life...
the ocean’s tide meets its end at the threshold to a shore moments emerge and fade tides in life approach and retreat much the same the aftermath of loss, maintains a pulse louring over our livelihood beating just enough, so as to remain aware we are hostage to the pain however, much like footprints in the sand melting amidst a surging tide silently subdued then submerging shadows of the past ~ endure, and in turn, forge a new wisdom ~ the water’s edge cuts a present moment savor your moments they nourish, and inform soak them into your bones discard what diminishes your soul cast off this refuse like a stone let it sink it into the abyss ~ the impermanence of moments, a curse yet a gift ~ remember to follow your heart its strength and cadence will guide like water, allow yourself to wander wistfully wayward currents might misdirect but in short time, they self correct float along with or without direction aimless, adrift, unanchored awaiting adventure anew ~ embrace the uncertai
