Have you ever stood at the shore? Watching the horizon with marvel and adore?

Something about that feeling when I sink into the sand, staring out there I know, there is another land.

And the metaphor is born, and I feel it take me whole, pack your bags and venture, find new elements of your soul.

If you stay here you may sink my dear, but out there you will swim. It’s true the tide may take you wild, but life will not be dim.

Part of evolution involves the struggle of the tide, without it the growth you’re seeking, will only be denied.