...Wash Over Me

 

I am calling it a revelation. An epiphany. Something to hold onto, to cross this thunderous sea. 

It feels like a gasp of clean, reviving air. It feels like I have not breathed before. I take in a lungful of air, and the oxygen clears my mind, travels through my soul, and purifies all the bad, and all the worse. I let it go, and I am embraced tighter than ever. I feel safe, I feel enough, and I feel brand new. 

I am calling it a revelation: Whatever's bound to happen, happens.