Inception
beginning; start; commencement.
the fluidity of becoming.
The waves have beat against me
Changed my shape
Moulded me
Washed parts away
This is a moment and holding on would ruin it
You can’t hold onto water
My protection is trust and surrender
Whenever the tide goes out, it always comes back
Allowing feelings to flow
Sharing their colour and trusting the response will teach me something
The blue of the ocean is a reflection of the sky
Water reflects all colours and holds none
Models
Cameron Brooks-Clarke
Eugene Brooks-Clarke