you walk down to the beach…see the whitecaps at a distance. feel the cold sand between your toes. the sunrise looks so beautiful.
approach the water, start wading in. suddenly change is rushing upon you in crashing waves.
the current claws at your ankles…as soon as you feel it recede it starts to build again…knocks you down, over & over, pummeling you.
you try to stand. but there are no footholds.
you can’t control this any more than the sand can rise up against the sea.
you can go back to the shore…leave it all behind. or you can simply stop fighting. lay down and be with the ocean.