Who knew the strongest opponent was you? that the deepest strike came from your own knife? That the highest tide rose from your own ocean, where you bled into your own sea. That you’d need to learn how to calm your own waves, clear the sea of your own garbage, let go of the things you mistook for gold. That you’d have to learn new currents, marking rocks to guide the boats passing through. But you’re a strong swimmer you rose through the waves and found harmony within your ow