Ground and hardened, a rock wall forms like spine built from the outside in.
Life under a cover of disappointment, living becomes difficult. Motion occurs only on occasion.
Moving forward is like walking through mud in the rain with cotton socks on-Impossibly slow. Each step costing long drawn out pauses in between efforted movements.
Waiting for the right response inside to break open the hardened crust and set oneself free, is a quick way to bitter.
©1/2013DanyaMosgofian
~A storm is nature's way of kicking up dust, showing us the dark corners we've neglected so we can clean them out and begin anew. And sometimes storms are simply there to throw us off balance, to change the angle from which we view life and force us to see things from a different vantage point... even if that means looking up from our bottoms, mouth gaping wide~
Wild as the ocean, free as a mountain sitting motionless. Soft as a storm blooming in full.
Wild as the ocean. Free as a mountain sitting motionless. Soft as a storm blooming in full.
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