Courage

I both love and fear the ocean. Its power and movement are un-tamable and absolute. At best, I’m part of it. At worst, all consumed. But I’d far prefer an ocean’s wrath to that of the misinformed passive observer. The scrutiny of false friends lays court for the trial of betrayal and a loss that you never saw coming.  But you’d do it again, knowing only you can set you free. And free is what you must be.