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.
How humbling and soul-cleansing the ocean is… such a great metaphor for emotional upheaval and churning thoughts. I suspect the answer may lie somewhere in between. Ride the next wave, while listening to the replays in the background (lessons learned). Lovely poem as always Leonorra ✨
Thank you . There’s positives and negatives in everything. As you pointed out, we learn the lesson as we ride the wave. It’s always good to hop on that wave instead of being pulled under..
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
Love love LOVE this !! Thank you for sharing this ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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.
Thank you Mark for reading with such depth and clarity. I really appreciate it…and you 🙏🙏
How humbling and soul-cleansing the ocean is… such a great metaphor for emotional upheaval and churning thoughts. I suspect the answer may lie somewhere in between. Ride the next wave, while listening to the replays in the background (lessons learned). Lovely poem as always Leonorra ✨
Thank you . There’s positives and negatives in everything. As you pointed out, we learn the lesson as we ride the wave. It’s always good to hop on that wave instead of being pulled under..
The ocean holds echoes of the past and the present, everything converging into one. The waves carry both change and the promise of new hope.
Exactly! Strength and subtlety all rolled into one .
always loved the ocean and poems about the ocean/ well done
Thank you 🙏
The ocean is indeed magical 😍