Seashells

She walks along the Beach and
collects water for herself
and
Seashells for someone little that she loves very much.
She
talks endlessly in her head as there is no one else to talk to
nor
things that she could share
She listens
to the waves and the painful clarity
of her deepest thoughts
Thoughts
revealing internal realisations of cruel realities
she
was so very naive to imagine they could never be possible.
Some
thoughts she wishes the waves could wash away
together
with the pain and the burden they carry.
There
are moments she feels like she is the loneliest woman on earth
-but she
knows this not to be true.
His
watchful eyes and support are always there.
She
often walks into the gentle waves along the shiny
bright
path of the Sunlight and imagines closing her eyes
as her
body starts to float gently and quietly above the water
remaining there until all her thoughts, and all her feelings
and all
her memories are dissolved
and
nothing remains to bind her anymore
and
still remains there ... floating free, beyond time
wrapped
in the golden rays of the Sun
and the wet transparent Raindrops of a
summer shower
and the magic silver of the Moonlight
and the magic silver of the Moonlight
until
she finally comes to know that this too is part of a dream

in which her eyes will never open again...
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