Let me set an image in your mind. Show with this #freewrite you how, things which seem to be, often are far from! Journey with me if you will, into a world of chaos. Where the very thing of torment, is and will always be, the very thing to provide needed solutions. Lost, we find ourselves drifting aimlessly as if a “Raft” adrift the seas of time …
Waves as moments.
Memory encapsulated by feeling and sensation.
Endlessly crashing against the structure of tangled branched ideas.
Held only by ties of determination.
Security tested .
The will to overcome our assured savior.
Getting ahead in moments of peace.
Challenged in times of torment.
Building with what flows on the tides.
Maintaining, gritted teeth, By Pride!
Time, the very thing which brings with it torment.
Resilience found through that struggle.
Lived out in the structure of tangled branched ideas.
Brought forth by a need.