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 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 frequent 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...
