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Saturday, August 18, 2012
Waiting for a new tide...
How long does driftwood wonder until it becomes stuck on some foreign shore?
There are times I feel like a piece of driftwood, floating about without true direction, tossed about by the storms to only be washed upon some foreign soil. Turning that into a positive. This beach can be one of the most beautiful of white sands and quiet lagoons. I will try to keep the faith that I will become a piece of natures artworks beautifying the landscape.
There are times I feel like a piece of driftwood, floating about without true direction, tossed about by the storms to only be washed upon some foreign soil.
ReplyDeleteTurning that into a positive. This beach can be one of the most beautiful of white sands and quiet lagoons. I will try to keep the faith that I will become a piece of natures artworks beautifying the landscape.