A Year of the Sea
The Labyrinth is surrounded by a beach of white sand and clear water. The wind by the shores of a break through follow my days here. It’s a nostalgia that hasn’t left me since that April Sunrise. There are hints of it everywhere, until it blows through my fingers and escapes me.
I’m always trying to work towards something, and feel like I have to do things to make them better. To be the best I’ve conditioned myself to believe that I have to work all the time. There are parts of myself I will always work on. I will always fight the good fight to survive.
By the sea, I didn’t have to work. I was just myself. It was one of the best experiences I had all year and I didn’t have to do a thing to make it happen.
Maybe the secret to life and patience are in little moments that we feel what is outside of our walls. We just are who we were created to be. To enjoy what is in front of us, and let the wind blow the chaos away for only a second.
In 2012 I simply wish to acknowledge the experiences by the sea.
The sea of community that surrounds me.
The sea of mysteries I speak softly to myself in moments of wonder.
The sea of truth.
The sea of beauty I am apart of everyday.

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