A Saving Afternoon
Hi everyone.
This afternoon I ran away from a coffee shop,
not because the coffee was bitter,
but because my chest was too tight to sit still. Then my feet took me to the beach.
And the beach... no questions asked.
He immediately embraced me with the wind,
dispelling all the burdens that had been clinging to my shoulders.
I was relieved. Free.
Like a wave that never tells you to hurry. It comes, wets your feet, then slowly goes away. Then I saw a seashell, a small fragment, but it had once been a home.
There were small stones too,
shining in the light of the setting sun.
Even the "broken" and "small" can be beautiful,
especially me, who is still intact, struggling here.
The afternoon sun seemed to say:
"Go home with a lighter heart, okay?
I'll sweep the rest away with the waves."
Regards
