as a whisper it began
an idea, an image of myself
walking backlit against the sea
a windblown silhouette, hair streaming,
legs slender and stretched out into towering proportion –
the distance between my ankles and hips perhaps seven feet

a girl, a woman, a witch
walking her solitude

and the sounds seeped in like water, like sand
they pooled
cool and silky at my feet
the surge and slip of the surf –
a steady heart drumming
the occasional angry scatting of the seagulls –
a parallel to the water
eternally caught and released
the crackling crickets of shell and stone –

strewn and re-strewn

the salted breath in my nose

and my mind flying outward

of the clouds

always seeking a place –

soft, hot, music-filled, ancient, salted, pushed and pulled and redolent of life –

to land

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