Torn

Life spills out. A drop here or there at first. Then a slosh more. We stumble. The bucket jostles and a mess is made of what was once most precious. A will yet carries us on, our burden heavier and yet our time evaporating.

Security in place, purpose, and heart is but a veil so easily torn. A fish one day swimming free and belonging to its school can, without warning, be held captive in a new world without water. Shocked, confused, and gasping, routine turns impossibly strange.

Waiting alone I’ve wondered, has she taken time to skip through the puddles?


Picture is by Lauren Rushing.

2 thoughts on “Torn

Leave a Reply to Success Inspirers' World Cancel reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s