Storyteller: 100 Poem Letters

by Morgan Harper Nichols

If you happen to feel small in this sea of rolling lights, this feeling is more than fear this feeling is alive, permission to be free, well traveled and well rested, to think a billion thoughts while at the same time speechless.

For who I was, three days ago: I thought I was caving in, but I was actually being broken in so I could begin again.

Traveling the world is not limited to open roads and airport codes. There's a world inside the bounds of books far too often overlooked. Your library card is a passport too.

Fix your eyes on Love Eternal, and be reminded of the endlessness. Fix your eyes on boundless sea, quickly forgetting the worries of morning. Make the most of ordinary days, and find some way to leap with abandon into never ending hope. Find beauty and life in the seemingly mundane, with or without an ocean’s wave.

beauty can still be found in the seemingly mundane, and you are still growing, even in subtle change.

Let your worries be like waves swelling up in the wind breaking off on the shore. Their crested shapes now lines of foam in the sand and nothing more.