It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing the forests and villages.
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing the forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear, forever.
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear, forever.
But there is no way back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that's where the river will know
it's not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean.
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that's where the river will know
it's not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean.
Khalil Gibran
with thanks to No Mind's Land
for post and photo
for post and photo
I seem to be paddling backwards.
ReplyDeleteI too often find myself paddling against the flow... :)
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