each fleeting feeling carries its own electrical charge
infusing itself in the atmosphere within our chest
and the messages sent by our heart, in ripples and waves
like a rip current surge beneath this ocean surface
we are pulled back and forth from our own centre
leading us far from the course we thought we had so carefully mapped
in our vessel of one we batten down hatches
and navigate a fickle sea of others and things
consumed by the drama, we forget our own centre of calm
changing course with the wind, on a hunch or the call of a misplaced heartbeat meant for another time
we think we are separate, always, from the very thing that we seek
that life should be lived in the space of efforting
we somehow make it our responsibility to convince the waves into taming, in order to find balance
yet at the depths of the ocean there is always calm
even when the waves are raging war against the skies
the surrendered gap between each out breath, before the drawing in of new life, new energy, reminds me of my own depths, my own sense of calm
breathe deeply and be reminded;
you are already enough

Words by Joey Hulin