There is a tsunami looming on the horizon where my soul once found solice. There was a time when I could look but never find the end to its expansive profile. But now a wall rises before me. Its waters escape from between my toes, pulling the sandy ground right out from under me. My balance wavers between running further onto shore or letting its power swallow me whole.
Sink or Swim
I’m caught in the riptide… but that’s okay: I’ve always been a good swimmer.