I have traveled so far out into the ocean that I cannot find the land. I have forgotten the path my heart used to know, the light that guided me through the vast darkness.
I swim on endlessly, not knowing in which direction I travel. No compass star light the darkness above me, no patch of land provides me rest.
And still I wonder…would I rest if grace afforded me a place? Would I follow if the stars were bright above me? I think not. I drove myself into these deep waters, I ran from all I knew.
Who am I to lament my choices, to change my mind.