As a loaded vessel floating above the rough sea waters, flopping between the high waves left and right. Struggling to reach safety, struggling to stay steady until the end.
After a long journey of struggle, the ship reached safety but everything was broken, beyond repair, and it was too late to try to fix it. Faith, soul, and courage were totally broken.
Solitude is the remedy that can never be found in this case. Though spoke a few words that night, the heart cried out loudly through the silence, the stranger’s silence that night as all the sounds left the world. Fighting the defeating raucous voices of the unseen inside the minds and the fading reflection in the dusty mirror.
On the edge of the dark, a little striving a lot less than used to. Perhaps realized that holding on so tight in the hope of a particular outcome is not so useful?
