My word for 2018:
My Choice

Wednesday, January 04, 2012

Day 4 - The Wave

The wave looks like a solid wall as it comes rushing towards me. But I know that it is composed of billions of tiny drops of water. Strength in togetherness. It crashes against the rocks, is shattered and dispersed, leaving tiny droplets floating in the air, suspended for a moment before they settle on my face, or fall to the ground. I wipe them off, and they are gone.

A small stone for:


Green Goose said...

Absolutely beautiful. I adore your connections.

Karen said...

Such powerful imagery!

alfred booth said...

Powerful, like the nature you describe. I like the simple ending.

teri said...

Oh now I am jealous-- look at the water!! Wonderful observations!