Oh the water . . .

It takes a certain quality to live by the water.  A certain respect.  Or it should. 

The waters lure us near.  We start off with a cautious fascination, sensing its immense power and wanting to jump in.  We move closer and, over time, familiarity sets in.  Our fears relax.  We move even closer.  

But the water is never still.  It breathes.  It breathes in, and we take the land it leaves behind wanting to be near its edge.  

Thing is, at some point it must exhale, and with that breath the water takes it all back.  It is then we remember its power and we are made humble.

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About the.way.i.bee

Mother, Wife, Healer, Hopeful Suburban Homesteader. . . Words are my mind's tools; writing, my soul's craft; this circus of life, my heart's muse.
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One Response to Oh the water . . .

  1. Carmen74 says:

    xoxoxo
    keep going

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