So many lives have weaved through me. If I had a few to relive, I’d crawl back into the ocean and let the saltwater fill my lungs. I’d let it heal me and no longer fear swimming. I’d use the other life to reach farther towards everything that stopped me in my tracks. I’d face every fear with blood in between my teeth to let it know I bite back. I’d save the town and call myself a hero- but first, I’d save myself. I wish I could let light pour through me and blissfully admire every glowing inch of my spirit, but my mind is so heavy. All the seasons had a storm and at one point I thought I’d have to live amongst the wreckage. What did it do for you? To watch it all crumble and feel helpless. I’m sorry my storms ruined your garden, but I didn’t ask you to grow flowers for me. Let them bloom peacefully. Feed them with the saltwater from that ocean and the gentle light. Save them because they’re worth saving too. -AMT ©️