i was filled with peace,
but this kind of peace was unknown -
in this moment:
the wild wind,
the fury friend running alongside me,
the waves crashing against my feet,
the sunset painting the sky,
it was all enough.
it was all enough.
because here i was,
alone and at peace,
and all i needed was what i had,
boundless grace surrounding me.

By Mila Ottavini