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hazelynut
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« on: September 10, 2019, 04:23:29 PM »

I wish I had some time to workshop this but I'm trying to keep it to 10 minutes! Smiley

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Cattails wave in the slant of the mid-afternoon sun, drinking deeply from their roots and shaking their tails to and fro in the wind. The lagoon is an expanse of blue, so blue that you see nothing for miles. You stand, feet quenching their thirst, gritty seashells burrowing between your toes. The salt smell of the sea is not far, and brightens the nose.

That is what water is to you; it is bigger than you or any monument could ever be, and somehow the sight sends not terror but awe into your shuddering soul. The blue is a bath for your eyes after a long day of concrete and electricity; the salt is an Epsom to your skin of dust and sweat.

Paddleboaters standing as if they were trees who could never fall down, but fall they must. The happy cries of a child finding water for the first time. A wellspring inside, a feeling of liquidity, that moves your soul to the tune of this ocean, in and out, ebb and flow, with the breath in you rising and falling with the tides and with the moon. You too, are water. This flesh and bone existence of yours is all muscles and tough skin, and yet, underneath, you are pillowy like the motherís flesh you were born to, the bosom on which you nourished for the first time. The water comes and it goes and with each breath, you soften, allowing the natural flow of things. It is only natural for something to come and go, all cradled within that endless blue, that does not harm nor judge nor act, only bathe and take away that which has never been yours. Your flesh and bone existence, as the water laps at your feet, feels lighter, as if it had never been yours, and your burdens are lighter.

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« Reply #1 on: September 11, 2019, 05:46:20 AM »

That was cool! Wink
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