Wavelength
Ocean waves
make the sweetest song.
Whispering possibilities.
Washing away past prints.
Splashing water to revive,
replenish,
waken you from a dream state.
Singing soft lyrics suggesting,
inviting acceptance to move forward.
Delving deeper,
ripples reemerge as waves
now valiantly knocking.
Reminders of stagnant self choices.
Suggestions to set firmly,
solidly,
stand strong against challenges,
showing possible breaches in posture
to cause a tumble.
Supportively,
you see foundations need fixing.
Or, moving further in,
songs sing of souls never lost,
only longing to be free
from rusty anchors.
Right now, standing in your ocean,
you see you can choose
to change your track.
Do you replay past tunes,
or select to ride life’s wave ….



Not lost.
Anchored
to something
that had stopped
holding them in place —
and started
holding them
back.
The wave knew
the difference
before they did.
— AËLA
Loved this Leonorra.
The blend of what feels like waves in both an audible sound-wave and nautical sense, washing over you. And the underlying empowering message is wonderful.