Taking flight from their own piece of land in the middle of the ocean, the colony of seagulls flapped their wings and soared into the open air. I stood watching and listening in awe. Such freedom. Such spirits. They inspire flight in me. They create their own paradise just like I need to create mine. Paradise at sea. Paradise in my heart.
Before sunset, the horizon is breathtakingly beautiful, rainbow-like in its colors. The air feels cool. Bundled up in layers of clothes, I've come here again, in time to observe the end of another gorgeous day in Malibu. There is still hope and time to dream. Watching the continuous flow of water, I am taken back to a time of togetherness, spent with loved ones, thinking about loved ones. Through it all, the feelings remain. The flow of the ocean waves evokes longing, sadness, and contemplation.
Things are different now, though much remain the same. The love is still there. The sadness too. We try and try again, but we do things very much the same. People, places, and time change. We are unfulfilled. The aching longing leads us back again. We know the way home. Love. Joy. Peace.
