Life itself is rhythm and seasons, ebbs and
flow, consistent yet
ever changing.
The ocean is everyday the same, yet
everyday different; as is the sky.
Life isn’t a painting, stationary in time.
It’s easy to freeze moments in time and
then frame them in our mind,
Then label them ‘the good ole days’.
But each of those ‘good ole days’ had their
moments of
happiness and hardships.
When all is said and done, they were days
just like these days;
No better, no worse.
So find the present rhythm, the present
flow
And ride it to its fullest.
The next one is right over the horizon
making its way to you.
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