Ashes
- C.E.C.
- Feb 27, 2019
- 1 min read
"The waters churn & tumble around my body, as I lay atop these waves, then suddenly I am folded within...I never fear this. The ocean embraces me and I surrender to her gentle love. 'Sing me an endless love song...'" -C.E.C
There is a beauty in the unmaking - In the depth of death to rebirth. From ashes & dust, to flesh & bone. That beauty lies in the in-between, the time where it's not quite one state of being, or another. When things are still becoming. That's when true magic unfolds her wings & glows, and hums, and radiates all possibilities into one thread of existence.
Who are we, the minds, that dare scoff at the process within our very self? We try and hurry it along, or worse, stop it all together. We are witness to this miracle daily, yet we can easily take it for granted.
Oh, how the bloom is one of the most precious aspects of human life ~ finding a rhythm & closing your eyes to feel the dance unfold around you ~ is truly a glorious experience! Yes, I am overcome with a softness of heart that causes me to pause, savor these moments fully, basking in the knowledge that...I Am Alive 🌱
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