Like a piece of drift wood floating on the sea; I’ve been floating around with no control of where I’m going.
How could it be? There I was, a seemingly healthy branch attached to a strong sturdy tree that stood high on a cliff at the oceans edge when a strong wind came and tossed me into the sea. As I plummeted downward into the sea, I had no fear, but I wondered about the tree I was once a part of as I splashed into the sea. I went under and was tossed around as the waves crashed down on me, but I had no fear. The tide released me and set me into a drift in a direction beyond my control. All I could see was water and the horizon as the sun was touching down at the edge of the world.
Many days and nights have passed as I continue to drift in all directions. I have neither fear nor loneliness or despair even when a bird came down and started pecking on me and tore a part of me away and flew back into the sky.
I have seen dry land and have landed on it a few times just to be taken back into the sea by the high tide.
Most of my life has been this way, even before I was a branch, I was adrift in the sea of this world, but those times were nothing but darkness all around me full of fear and despair, but it was in that darkness that landed me on solid ground. I’m no longer in the darkness, but if I were I would have no fear. It’s in the darkness that I found and saw the light. Even as I drift on the sea I can see the stars and the moon, and oh how brilliant they are as they reflect on the water.
Peace
Roy