A tide who considers itself to be 15 year old got me writing this. The questions that the tide had made me remember what I used to think.
What is my origin? Where will I go after I die? How do I grow? Why can’t I keep growing tall? Who gave birth to God? Is God really there? Etc etc etc… till the day I Caleb to realise I AM THAT AND THAT IS THE ONLY REALITY
we are all tides who come into being, live our life thinking that we have individual identity apart from the ocean. But we forget that the ocean and the tide both are water. How can they be different.
May all the tides get merged in the great grand ocean and be blissful.