Perceptions

The storm is coming... Pure, devastating, wild. And wet. No escape...
The dark revealed. Inside. Outside. Torn apart, washed away...     
The water flows. Connects the sky with the earth. Waves form. Mist. Mystery.

Motion...

Emotion...

Potion?

When it reaches a certain depth...
Washes through, clarifies, purifies. Amazes. 
The stones thrown in the water are long gone. But the leaves, like a light sailboat, carry on to seven seas...

You step back, put the pieces together, and everything falls in place... and in a brand new perspective. 
You see the water erupt. You look up. To the top of a solid rock. You breathe. And you start noticing the bigger picture...  

Isn't it amazing when you realise there are waterfalls out there to look at?! :) When all the little details make a brand new whole? It's not that you got smarter, no, it's just a different perspective. But does it actually get better than before? I don't know...

This post was inspired by our trip to Milford Sound and some deep thinking. Each and every word is symbolic. I hope you can find your own message in it, out there. 

​***Got inspired? So happy if you share ;)