Bob had been weathered by life’s tides. He felt every wave and gust of wind pushing and pulling his life this way and that. Each day he found himself hoping to catch a break, an oasis among the sea of struggles. Today was no different.
Then, while bobbing on the waves, something caught his eye – the sun glinting off the cork of an old bottle! Just beyond his reach. Adrenaline pumping, he dove down and unearthed his newfound discovery, feeling the excitement blossom within his chest. Thick glass glimmered in the sunlight, as if it were speaking to him, reminding him that no matter what, life can still surprise you.
Bob opened the bottle and found a neatly folded parchment within. His hands trembled as he unraveled the paper and what he saw there made his heart skip. His eyes widened in awe at the sight of a handwritten journal entry, with a soft curl to the script. Though the words seemed to have been written by a faded pen, the message which it held was clear.
“Although life has been hard, you can be brave. You have already ridden its tides and still you stand. All you have done and all you will do, will lead you to a place of light and peace. You need not worry about the future, for your future is set in stone and it is beautiful.”
Bob felt his entire being rippled by those words. A message written by some unknown hand, only to be found by him, here in this moment. It pushed him in a new direction; one of perseverance and hope, of renewed purpose and strength. He thought back to the life he had once lived – a life of hardship and despair, wanting to give up. He had weathered by these tides, proving he could stay afloat in a challenging world.
Bob tucked the parchment back into the bottle, taking a moment to reflect. He used its words as a beacon of strength and courage, shining light on a path he was sure to walk on – one of newfound freedom and clarity. He looked forward, to a unique life, his own. No matter where the journey took him, he would never forget the supernatural story of the message in the bottle.
The sea-mist rose like smoke bellows as Bob sailed away, bottle held close, in the direction of the sun, his eye on the future his heart was sure of. He was no longer scared of the waves, rather, they buoyed him – a reminder of the journey he had undertaken and a promise of the life he was creating.
That day, Bob learnt that nothing is certain in life, for every wave will build and break, every tide will fall and rise. Yet despite it all, as Bob had seen, there is always a chance for hope, a glimmer of light, beautiful and elegant, so fierce that you can’t help but take it – and be reborn.
Then, while bobbing on the waves, something caught his eye – the sun glinting off the cork of an old bottle! Just beyond his reach. Adrenaline pumping, he dove down and unearthed his newfound discovery, feeling the excitement blossom within his chest. Thick glass glimmered in the sunlight, as if it were speaking to him, reminding him that no matter what, life can still surprise you.
Bob opened the bottle and found a neatly folded parchment within. His hands trembled as he unraveled the paper and what he saw there made his heart skip. His eyes widened in awe at the sight of a handwritten journal entry, with a soft curl to the script. Though the words seemed to have been written by a faded pen, the message which it held was clear.
“Although life has been hard, you can be brave. You have already ridden its tides and still you stand. All you have done and all you will do, will lead you to a place of light and peace. You need not worry about the future, for your future is set in stone and it is beautiful.”
Bob felt his entire being rippled by those words. A message written by some unknown hand, only to be found by him, here in this moment. It pushed him in a new direction; one of perseverance and hope, of renewed purpose and strength. He thought back to the life he had once lived – a life of hardship and despair, wanting to give up. He had weathered by these tides, proving he could stay afloat in a challenging world.
Bob tucked the parchment back into the bottle, taking a moment to reflect. He used its words as a beacon of strength and courage, shining light on a path he was sure to walk on – one of newfound freedom and clarity. He looked forward, to a unique life, his own. No matter where the journey took him, he would never forget the supernatural story of the message in the bottle.
The sea-mist rose like smoke bellows as Bob sailed away, bottle held close, in the direction of the sun, his eye on the future his heart was sure of. He was no longer scared of the waves, rather, they buoyed him – a reminder of the journey he had undertaken and a promise of the life he was creating.
That day, Bob learnt that nothing is certain in life, for every wave will build and break, every tide will fall and rise. Yet despite it all, as Bob had seen, there is always a chance for hope, a glimmer of light, beautiful and elegant, so fierce that you can’t help but take it – and be reborn.