There are some days we all need a little hope. A little word or image that reminds us that there is something beyond the horizon. You know those days. They start with spilled coffee and end with your key stuck in the door after returning home from a long day. So for you and for me, a bit of hope and renewal for today.

“There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.”
― Khalil Gibran

“The heart of man is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides, and in its depths, it has its pearls too”
― Vincent van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh

“There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

Drawing Near
—Jan Richardson

It is difficult to see it from here,
I know,
but trust me when I say
this blessing is inscribed
on the horizon.
Is written on
that far point
you can hardly see.
Is etched into
a landscape
whose contours you cannot know
from here.
All you know
is that it calls you,
draws you,
pulls you toward
what you have perceived
only in pieces,
in fragments that came to you
in dreaming
or in prayer.

I cannot account for how,
as you draw near,
the blessing embedded in the horizon
begins to blossom
upon the soles of your feet,
shimmers in your two hands.
It is one of the mysteries
of the road,
how the blessing
you have traveled toward,
waited for,
ached for
suddenly appears
as if it had been with you
all this time,
as if it simply
needed to know
how far you were willing
to walk
to find the lines
that were traced upon you
before the day
that you were born.

~Staci Lee