Rough Seas

Somewhere alone, traveling to meet new faces al with a story to tell. One temporary meeting leaves a life long impression.

My mind says proceed with care but the heart knows no danger in the face of beauty with no boundary. The heart sets sail into the rough seas, holding on for my dear life the typhoon lays to rest the sails.

I hesitate to let go of the mast and stand on my feet, as peace returns to the sea, so does my mind and heart in the stillness after the storm.

© Elke T.B. Stevens. 03/07/2020


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