I am the waves battering the shore
The wind bending the trees
I am the sun
In a merciless sky
Casting heat shimmers on the endless sand
I am the night
Starless, moonless
An impenetrably dark fortress of isolation
I am too the calm
When the air is a puff of fragrant breeze
And birdsong carries for miles
And I am the earth
Fertile and life-giving
The solid ground underfoot
And I am the light
Illuminating the deepest darkness
Connected to all that is and ever will be
I am all these
Though never all at once
And none of them
Though never none at once
Always in flux
Always in a space of conflict
Always in a state of seeking resolution
So there is a time
Between the calm and the storm
Between the sun and the earth
Between the darkness and the light
In transformation
I see myself most clearly
I know myself best
The truth about me
Is found between
Pacific Wild Trail
Ucluelet
Vancouver Island
British Columbia, Canada
Taken during travels, 2017
And then it stopped. The thick grey angry clouds broke, admitting a glimmer of sunlight.
Not yet calm: the trees still shedding rain, the ocean still cloudy with disturbed sediment, sea foam along the tide line still quivering in the breeze, the clouds still dark and threatening.
But, calming. And in the not-yet-calm, the between of transformation, I took this photograph.
Later, there would be words, inspired by the Weekly Photo Challenge, which today is Transformation.