Throwing it

18 February 2021

Throwing pebbles at the roaring waves,
Of crashing noise, of cold, salty sprays.
Shouting nothings across the vast sea,
From the deepest, darkest, parts of me.
Sometimes you need to stand toe-to-toe,
With wilderness out there, wilderness on show.
Your storm settles, your tension expressed.
The roaring and crashing can now, rest.

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