A story:
The rain slowly moved in,
the ocean calling her name.
Finding herself walking down nearly bare,
perhaps showing up to be.
Hesitation encompassed her mind as she stood upon the waves
gently showing her her own currents.
"Do not fear" sang the sea.
She sat, surrendering and immersing her body in the vast and salty milk of the mother.
Every hair on her body stood, her breath deep.
Her mind whispering prayers to the universe,
"Don't let me go, keep me right here"
The ocean pushed her small body back and forth like a child being rocked.
Her body frozen, desperate to shut
yet every breath releasing discomfort and opening her soul.
The rain slowly moved in,
It is only here she can see herself in all her wholeness.
Mind still, body numb, lost in nature's power.
It is here she listens.
Clara Pagliaro
