The mystery of disaster is not that we are made stronger,
it is in knowing our humanity, that we are not gods
and that pain can be pushed through with
supernatural strength, proving
that our sand is more powerful
than the burnt bamboo
washed on the shore.
And our lives are more than what happens to us,
and the washing away, makes us even more – beautiful.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
15 thoughts on “Washed on the Shore”
This is beautiful, moving and thoughtful Nico.
Thank you Holly! I’m blessed by your wonderful comments. Peace!
Peace my friend!
Loved it… 👍👍
Loved it… 👍👍👌👌
Thank you so much! I’m blessed by your comment. Peace to you.
Very well said. Thoughtful and inspiring.
Thank you so much! I’m blessed by your comments. Peace and be blessed.
Very thoughtful Nico!
Thank you Connie! Peace and blessings to you and your family.
Thank you Sharmishtha for your comments and encouragement! Peace!
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