When you long for blessings that you may not name, and when you grieve knowing not the cause, then indeed you are growing with all the things that grow, and rising toward your greater self.
"I am forever walking upon their shores, Betwixt the Sand and the Foam. The high tide will erase my foot-prints, And the wind will blow away the foam. But the sea and the shore will remain forever." Kahlil Gibran