Sometimes you are the sea : serene, you flow where the winds take you, creating currents of your own along the way. There are times when you are tumultuous; at other times, you are quiet.
Sometimes you are the sky; you can choose to let the sun out, or to cover it with clouds. As day comes, so does night. It is a never ending cycle of light and darkness. As it should be. Imagine if you shine light the whole of eternity. Or, if you stayed dark into the end of time.
Yet, there are also times, when you have to be the rock. There are times when you have to be the one that goes between the ocean and the shore. These are the times when you have to stand your ground and choose not to be somewhere else, regardless of how the waves smash at your edges, no matter how the winds shape you into something else, one small piece at a time.
The rock.
The sea.
The sky.
One.
Pieces to a puzzle that ultimately merge into the universe that is as insignificant as it is meaningful.
A beautiful mystery.
If we cared to see, to listen, and to embrace our many forms, at different hours and times of our lives.
Source : Fearless /Hedda Tady
August 10, 2021
