so we pulled into the parking lot around 1:30
and as we hiked down, it struck me how strong and beautiful and confident we looked
marching into the sea
confident that we would hold ourselves up
that we would catch eachother
that we could do it
the waves crashing against rocks, that errant spray
the quiet rustle of a tide pool, anemones, crabs
the feeling of sandstone
we were there amongst it all
living in full color
-
it's only a few hours later now
there's still sand in my hair
and sun in my shoulders
and ache in my hands
and i'm not sure what i want to say except
that i had a nice weekend
and i have a nice life
and i feel really blessed
atm1
No comments:
Post a Comment