I heal, shed and drift away.
Forgetting who I once was and not yet knowing who I will become; a stranger adrift in the reservoir of my own mind.I am reclaimed and yet undiscovered. I am buried and yet reborn. Floating somewhere between the sun and the moon, I am seemingly everywhere and nowhere at all.
Some time passes, and I wonder, perhaps, if I might float forever in this endless space. But all moments are destined to come and go. To rise and fall. To rise and fall, again.
And so, lost to myself, I wait patiently amongst the waves, for the sea to sweep me up into her wandering embrace, and carry me back home.
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Cognisance Amongst the Clouds.
EspiritualA collection of thoughts, feelings and musings.