Where The Music Meets the Instrument
As you stand quietly, in the place where Mystery meets
Substance, the wave shyly approaches and whispers at your feet. The next
is perhaps a bit more persistent. Bold. You have to shift to find new footing
in the sand to gain stability. The next wave, in possession of its marching
orders, breaks free of restraints and challenges your balance altogether. The
earth quickly takes on new shape beneath you, and you need to reposition to
gain new ground. You may even have to fight to stay on your feet.
The next….. fresh and gentle, comes and wraps around you so
shyly, that you barely notice it much at all, except that it feels cool,
refreshing, cleansing, and nourishing. It soothes and caresses, and you see the
beauty of the reflection of the setting sun in it. As it recedes, you are
acutely aware of each and every grain of shifting sand, flowing between your
toes, rolling beneath your feet, taking new form, and changing the topography
of the earth beneath you. There is new hope. This is Life.
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