Break. Roll. Wash. Seep. Foam. Froth. Crawl. Soak. Descend.
I am mesmerized by the belly of the sea.
Methodical waves sweep ashore.
In the waves my thoughts are silenced.
In the waves I am present.
In the waves I am somewhere else.
No past and no future exist.
Only the present.
Crack. Break. Roll. Wash. Seep. Foam. Froth. Crawl. Soak. Descend.
The waves shatter on.
“The men were amazed and asked, “what kind of man is this? even the winds and the waves obey him!” Matthew 8:27
I have been reunited with my family after eight months apart and have been enjoying their company for the last week while traveling together. This morning we found ourselves soaking up the Lord’s majestic artwork on the coast of Monterosso al Mare, one of the five villages of Cinque Terra along the picturesque west coast of Italy.
I rose early to take…
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