There is a calm hidden in everyone. It is under the snow and the rain and the hail. It is a leaf the color of sunset lying on the ground and teetering in the wind. It is a flower opening petals toward the sun and brushing off the morning dew as it stretches for the sky. It is the sapling of a pine tree breaking through moist ground and preparing to plant its roots in an unknown place for the rest of its life.
Yet in our short lives we focus on the storm and how each moment is different and more chaotic than the last. Our memories are drawn to the frantic attempts to catch our breath before it is beaten out of us again and we find ourselves pressed against the bottom of the ocean and drowning. Drowning one mouthful of bad decisions at a time. Drowning one forever second at a time. Drowning till we we are discarded on a beach with tears in our eyes and more water in our lungs than air.
Lets come back to the calm. Let our eyes watch the colors change on clouds as the sun rises. Let us fight our pain and broken hearts one long deep breath at a time. Let us drive past the memories which ravage our soul and focus on the ones which are serene and happy. Allow Love to soak into the skin and through the veins to a place where it used to reside. Let it take root and nurture it.
Mile 29 