There is a trough in waves
a low spot
where the horizon
an only sky
and water
are our company.
And there we lose our way
unless
we rest,
knowing the wave will bring us
to its crest again.
There we may drown
if we let fear
hold us within its grasp and shake us
side by side,
and leave us flailing, torn, disoriented...
But if we rest there
in the trough
in silence
being with
the low part of the wave,
keeping
our energy and
noticing the shape of things,
the flow
then time alone
will bring us to another
place
where we can see
horizon, see the land again
regain our sense
of where
we are,
and where we need to swim.
by Judy Brown
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