Swim (Part 3)
My Love, We come to this juncture, where our streams flow into other tides. The undercurrent pulls us into new and different directions. Quietly still on the surface, all the movement happens below the surface and in the undertow. There is no fog ahead, there are no storms on the horizon. Because I have known you and loved you down to my very core, there are only clear travels I will sail forward on, riding the winds of Freedom. -M July 9, 2015