{A walk along the beach is good for the soul. There's no denying it}
My soul lets go of a breath I didn't realise I was holding as my feet first touch the soft pillow of sand.
My racing mind begins to slow
and slow
with
each
new
step
Maybe it's the sun on my back that gently reminds me that I am here, I am alive and I am loved. Or maybe it's the cool breeze waking me up to the fact that life is right in front of me waiting to be lived.
My soul begins to arise from its deep sleep, from its constant striving.
Finally it looks up and sees the wonders laid out before me.
I breathe out
I breathe in
I am here
I am alive
I am loved
As I step back onto the rough tarmac away from the beach,
my heart beats in a new rhythm,
a rhythm of hope and grace.
Arise, oh my soul arise
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Skies Of Life
PoetryJust as the sky is different each day so are my thoughts. Here's a window to my thoughts. *disclaimer: I don't always understand them.
