Deeper Than the Surface By Julia

Posted: February 2, 2012 in Uncategorized

Man on bed on WaterShallow waves breezed against the broken timber. Johnny dangled his feet into the water as he gazed into the distance. The storm clouds had now cleared, no longer were they angrily ribbing at the sky, but now they sat motionless in gentle swirls of violet and orange across the sky. It was odd how the setting portrayed his emotions. He looked into the water, lightly tinted with orange and pink from the sky’s reflection. The water was now settling, a perfect surface. But as he scanned across the array of colors, sharp objects pierced the surface, creating imperfection in the scene. They were rooftops of the surrounding houses. Scattered across the surface were tattered clothes, broken boards, and numerous personal possessions that had been washed out by the storm. This man had lost everything, but at the moment, he cared not for that. He was just taking in the situation. He had gone through so much, and now this. But he was still alive, wasn’t he? He had to have purpose if he had lasted this long. And now he had to take everything one step at a time.

Don’t worry about how you’ll end up, worry about where you are now, what you are going to do. It will turn out okay, you got this far. Just have to keep the strength to keep going. It doesn’t matter where you are, just if you have the power to move on, if you have that, you’ll go far.

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