Years ago I had wondered whether it would be worth giving up the peace and stillness I had found to look for what my heart truly desired. I knew the journey would not only cost me a few tears and sweat beads but would singe my soul apart from my feet. I have my answer now.
The sea to me has always been and will always be an enigmatic entity. Ever-moving and ever-changing. The eternal wanderlust. Something that I knew myself to be. But I thought time had come to anchor myself and achieve what I truly always desired. Little did I know that I was trying to anchor on a mirage; a spectacle that was meant to be but never was. Hence I am on the move once again looking to seek out the elusive peace and stillness all over again. This time resting is not on the itinerary. Not this time, not this tide and not with this wind blowing.
