7th July 2022
in the ocean,
swirlings of the wind,
learnings wash over me in never ending squalls,
any given day, any given week.
So many layers of
that I no longer clock them through,
I am the sum of all they impart,
a collection, of their residue.
I try to make sense
of the threads,
weave them into a flow,
develop a sense of connectedness,
from them ...try to grow.
So many layers.