Everybody always says that you feel so small when you look
at the ocean. I don’t think I feel small when I look at the ocean. I don’t
think I really feel anything about myself at all. I get so lost in the beauty.
I think I actually found the way to take a vacation from
myself. I’ve found a way to lose track of all my confusions, my worries, and my
fears. I found a way to experience God in the fullest, most consuming way.
Not a thought in my mind, save those about the crashing of
the waves.
Time is endless, time is infinite, time is standing still,
time is irrelevant, time is non-existent.
There is now. There is each wave, followed by another. There
is the sky meets the water meets the rocks meets the bay. Nothing else
exists.
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