Poseidon was rowdy today in Beirut–the waves crashed all the way into the kid’s pool. So the beach was open for sunbathing, but not for swimming. Still, I stayed a bit to watch the waves ride in with all their fury…
My heart is pulsing with passion
like waves on an ocean.
My friends have become strangers,
and I’m surrounded by enemies.
But I’m free as the wind–
no longer hurt by those who reproach me.
— Rumi