The Winter Song of The Sea

by Jan 2, 2016Uncategorized

Because sometimes you just need to be spontaneous with your children and listen to the song of the sea…
 
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I am in love with Ocean
lifting her thousands of white hats
in the chop of the storm,
or lying smooth and blue, the
loveliest bed in the world.
In the personal life, there is
always grief more than enough,
a heart load for each of us
on the dusty road. I suppose
there is a reason for this, so I will be
patient, acquiescent. But I will live
nowhere except here, by Ocean, trusting
equally in all blast and welcome
of her sorrowless, salt self.
– Mary Oliver

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