Sunday, August 16, 2009

Up For Air

When you travel underwater, deep under the waves and tides and light, the journey is yours. Although it is summer, I can not see the sun. Although it is summer, I can not feel the heat. Although it is summer, I feel the long days pulling. Always pulling.

And now, I am ready, to come up for air.

2 comments:

Cheri @ Blog This Mom! said...

Welcome.

Here, take my hand.

Now, pull me up with you.

:-)

Trish said...

The pulling doesn't stop but peace with it will come.