I’ve lost my footing, but not my mind.
The turbulent sea of egos and expectations has tossed me about.
Unsupported by others.
I am alone at sea.
Gasping for air even though I know I can breathe freely.
The weight of dashed hopes and impatience weighs on my chest.
I don’t see the shore.
Breathing love into my heart, I stay afloat.
Breathing peace into my soul, I know I can swim.
Breathing life into my body, I know I will survive.
I know that the sand grains of safety will soon tickle my feet.
Waiting for a tsunami of faith to push me to shore.
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