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Shelter from the Storm
She finally jumped ship and decided to chart her own course with the captain of her soul.
She is free and wild.
This sacred vessel will find a harbor of hope to rest, restock, navigate, and plot a new course.
There is time to be nurtured by the sun and the sea, the warm breeze, and shade from the palm trees.
The hammock sways gently
as it wraps her in a protective cocoon.
This is a time of transformation and waiting.
It can be uncomfortable and tight at times, but true freedom is found on the other side.
Her vessel is christened Star of the Sea.
True North leads her and adventure awaits.
But for now, rest is found in the shelter from the storm.
Original art and poem by Briana Johnson
Shelter from the Storm
She finally jumped ship and decided to chart her own course with the captain of her soul.
She is free and wild.
This sacred vessel will find a harbor of hope to rest, restock, navigate, and plot a new course.
There is time to be nurtured by the sun and the sea, the warm breeze, and shade from the palm trees.
The hammock sways gently
as it wraps her in a protective cocoon.
This is a time of transformation and waiting.
It can be uncomfortable and tight at times, but true freedom is found on the other side.
Her vessel is christened Star of the Sea.
True North leads her and adventure awaits.
But for now, rest is found in the shelter from the storm.
Original art and poem by Briana Johnson