Tides Of Time

The ocean like our feelings can change easily, rolling in and out of time. Can churn in turmoil, crashing within itself..angry..or be gentle and still, calming. Reclusive during low tide hiding within itself like a broken heart, or maybe leaving trails of clues behind. Shells, jellyfish, driftwood treasures, giving us a peek of its deep secrets for a moment in time, reclaiming it with veracity at high tide, claiming everything hers, everything… including what you leave behind.


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