The sea kills all the tranquility that you carry on your
shoulders, never fails to . It is not because the sea is peaceful, it is anything but. You feel quiet
with its waves, not because they are quiet themselves, on the contrary it is
because they are loud. Its louder than all the tiny little voices inside you.
Its like the sun is sitting at the other end of the piano and playing the most
beautiful song in the world, just for you. It’s the storm that gives you peace.
We all love the sun’s warmth, but it is nothing close to the embrace of a blanket
in a cold winter night. Peace does not create peace. The peace we are all
looking for, comes from Chaos.
It’s the second time I saw you since that fateful day at the farm. I took the lesson of the Calm water. This time it was the fury. Life in death and death in life. Those are the two sides of the coin. I still don’t know what I’m supposed to make of it, I’m afraid the answer will come to me, before I even frame the question and I will miss it. It is never like the fictions, is it? Well we will have to do our version of. It was that balance when I was standing on my toes trying to keep on breathing, yet by body was unafraid of what might happen to it, my conscious was. It was hard to accept that feeling. And that’s when I saw you, after the waves parted. I was inspired from him, and I was seeking you in the skies when the entire while you have been in front my eyes. I was just not deep enough. I did not feel like he did nothing miraculous, but that was definitely not a feeling my veins are used to. God, Angels, Universe, I don’t know which one I have been talking to, but thanks for answering.
It’s the second time I saw you since that fateful day at the farm. I took the lesson of the Calm water. This time it was the fury. Life in death and death in life. Those are the two sides of the coin. I still don’t know what I’m supposed to make of it, I’m afraid the answer will come to me, before I even frame the question and I will miss it. It is never like the fictions, is it? Well we will have to do our version of. It was that balance when I was standing on my toes trying to keep on breathing, yet by body was unafraid of what might happen to it, my conscious was. It was hard to accept that feeling. And that’s when I saw you, after the waves parted. I was inspired from him, and I was seeking you in the skies when the entire while you have been in front my eyes. I was just not deep enough. I did not feel like he did nothing miraculous, but that was definitely not a feeling my veins are used to. God, Angels, Universe, I don’t know which one I have been talking to, but thanks for answering.
