The whirlpool

There are times it feels like a whirlpool. It is an out of control pulling down and tossing around sensation that seems beyond reason and logic. Hope seems lost in the mix. It all feels reactionary. But then you connect with one person who extends a hand. Someone who has a calm présence. The why of life  seems answered for a moment. And then you reach out to another to save a soul seeking guidance. The answer to the whirlpool?  I don’t know if I know yet I have to believe it is love in the face of hate. Don’t be defined by the whirlpool. Set your sight on the horizon and reach out to another who is reaching out.  The why is still there for you to define with how you choose to live.