Reflections of the clouds

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth


 

“What we see in still water depends on how willing we are to be still ourselves.”

The lake mirrored the clouds as they broke apart, white, gray, and threads of gold. Each reflection looked both true and altered, like truth itself showing different sides depending on the angle of heart and light.

Stillness revealed more than movement ever could. Beneath its surface, something continued to work quietly. The waiting wasnt over, but the fear of waiting softened. The waiting became an understanding, where fear disapeared.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the reflection will ripple, showing how motion and peace can live in the same space.

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