By the Water

What if love was as available as the waves of the sea that splash the sand every day? Would you still stand a few feet away, would you keep watching it move, would you let it splash you, or would you jump in?

I don’t know what made me write that, or think it, except that the water touched me in a way I can not easily put into words — its movement and its clarity, its playfulness and its reliability, its age and its newness — and yet, the understanding that love is like water and water like love was complete and organic.

And we, we beings, are like the pebbles that the water plays with: some on the beach, some in the surf, some deep in the ground and part of the basin that holds the water and lets it be.

11 August 2016

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