I see the reasoning and feel the pull of promise in the internal swell of his emotions but to come up for air knowing that lightening will not have changed the appearance of the clouds nor will the seagulls have ceased their aggressively toned story telling, is, in my mind, not only madness but courageous. The search for a rainbow often is.
Many a warrior recognises that anxiety feels lighter beneath waves that will tell you a fairy tale if you allow their wisdom to cleanse a calcified pineal gland. Sometimes we just have to remember to look up to the light. Sol welcomes a tired mind.
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