Though the raging waves
spray salt in your face,
hurting the cuts which cover your lips
from biting your tongue to hold truths in.
As the winds whirl around you,
whipping hair into your eyes and
lashing your vulnerable skin,
drawing tears of blood to run down your cheeks.
While you shake and shiver as
coldness seeps deep into your being,
tensing your body and spirit.
Through stinging, lashing and shaking
remember:
The waves will still,
The wind will calm,
And the warmth will return to your
thoughts and bones.
And then you will realise this truth;
A truth born out in the molecules of the universe,
A truth which is true when feelings are not…
Salt purified you.
Tears released your pain.
And that cold,
that wearying, biting, cold,
That cold preserved you.

Just saw this again. So good. Reminds me somehow of the swell season X
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I accept that link as a beautifullll compliment 🙂
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