* Tigers! ... A Deep Part of My Soul *

* SEASHELLS






                                         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
    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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