A lone ship at sea knows neither fear nor pity-it simply sails on, carving its path through the endless blue.
Have you ever felt like that ship-solitary, yet unyielding?
Unfortunately, yes. Sometimes there is such a feeling of loneliness and hopelessness, but to spite all the winds, I resist. Beautiful view of the sea and ship.
I’ve felt that way. There’s a stark beauty in solitude when it becomes a kind of strength, when the absence of fear or pity isn’t emptiness, but clarity.