There’s so much metaphor and poetry in driftwood – something that fell or was torn down, gets tossed around in the sea, damaged and deformed, and then is dumped on an unexpected shore – and yet is absolutely beautiful.

There’s so much metaphor and poetry in driftwood – something that fell or was torn down, gets tossed around in the sea, damaged and deformed, and then is dumped on an unexpected shore – and yet is absolutely beautiful.
