Photo credit: Larissa Riss Melanie |
Pulling back to centre, like a short rope on an anchor.
Drifting, before the taut line pulls back to you.
Centering me. Anchoring me. Holding me.
Whatever the weather or season.
Sunrise to sunset, and throughout the darkness.
My soul finds rest and comfort.
With you, I am anchored.
- Collections: Riss - artist collection