Only the hand that erases can write the true thing. ~Meister Eckhar
The cliffs along a shoreline show renewal in stages. Rocks release, sand rolls to the beach.
How do we erase tension and relent to life's moments?
Writing without a destination frees the
mind from expectation.
Mysteries arrive.
Frustrations vanish
behind us.
Upward in blue, clouds mimic the wave action.
Whites clump, drift and erase their moves.
Sea and sky transport beyond ordinary thought.
Sycamore branches provide views of the world in fresh and unanticipated ways.
Creative Write: Write to erase frustrations with words.
Release. Relent. Rediscover.
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