[Photographed at Raglan Surf Beach, New Zealand]

What lies beneath is yet unknown. Kept secrets and stories told are yet to be composed. Waves crash – rolling over a new paragraph in our novel nature. These waves; strong they form but become passive in end. They calm as their forces weaken. Gently caressing the sandy shoreline, they break – they divide. An organic symphony of change emerges – however, personifying a feeling of doubt. As the tide rolls out, they take with it a quiet whisper of reassurance, but stand hopeful for new beginnings; knowing that they will indeed, be strong enough to rise again.

Much love,

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