Ride The Waves

As it was getting dark I noticed the patterns in the clouds outside my window.
Looking like the waves of the day had left their mark across the sky.

A new born lamb calling in the field. Abandoned/forgotten by it’s mother. Still, raising its head to the sun and enjoying this first day of being alive. Reunited by the farmer and taking milk by the early evening.

A conversation. Intimate, tender. An ill thought sentence sending it crashing instantly.

All through the day, little moments that can shift things instantly.

The waves will always come and we choose to ride knowing that any could make us fall.
While also knowing that any could take us to new, great heights.

The little lamb rode those waves perfectly today.