Sunday, December 08, 2019
Each Day Another Day
How long does it take for a new beginning? How much time to erase the puzzle board or smooth one's hand over a new unmarked white sheet, or clear the echoing sounds from the air? I am relying on 24 hours. A fresh, new, sun grinning as it breaks over the horizon and pushes the cool morning breeze across the marsh grasses racing out to the ocean playing with your hair on the way.
Another chance has been tossed at your feet with each new wave. A puzzle of pieces that will fit together...somehow.
Limitless possibilities await on the far horizon even though they may be camouflaged to your eyes in the beginning. The smell of salt stimulates thought to add spice to the excitement of a renewed perspective. But as ever with Mother Earth, you are not alone for long.
If he can strut his stuff so bravely, so can you!