A Soft Sandy Shoreline

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It is often that I find comfort in the soft sound of the waves crashing against the jagged rocks, splashing slightly upwards due to the tide rising.

I've always been intrigued at how quickly the current underneath the water changes consistently, it could be compared to how rapidly our emotions can change depending on the situation.

I watch as the water seems to sparkle due to the suns position, the waters color never remaining the same throughout, there's swirls of green mixed into the lightest of blues, then some how it seems to flow out as smooth as silk, extending out slowly into a darker shade of blue.

The water could be compared to our bodies and minds, infinite discoveries waiting to be made. Most of it left untouched and undiscovered.

The different species and plants filling the water, representing our various emotions and endless thoughts.

I ponder these thoughts and it is soon that I realize the sky has turned shadowy, the water looking almost like a midnight black. A soft breeze seems to whisper past my ears as I look up at the moon shining down on the choppy water.

The waves currently crashing aggressively against the rocks below, before splashing onto the soft sand sitting against the shoreline.

It has come to my attention that we are somewhat correlated to the waves, splashing onto the shoreline.

It seems every time we try to move forward in life, there's some kind of rock or obstacle in the way.

We as a society can overcome these rocks, just like the waves did before splashing onto the soft sand decorating the shoreline.

You will get to your shoreline, in other words, you will get to your destination, you can and you will find a way around these rocks in your life.
- Mari <3

You got this 💜
You guys are all powerful and strong my angels.

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