Here she is running on sea foam waters
No sound but the pattering of her bare feet
running after nothing more than the sunset sky
Setting steady on her long forgotten dreams
She slides to a stop
The water storms at her toes
She stares intensely ahead as she breathes
Not a thought on her mind
No emotion boiling her blood.
No ties, no direction, she's free.
But where's a girl to go with no gravitational pull?
Where is it that she's suppose to be?
With a whip of her hair
and a twist of her neck
She so daringly looked back at me
There I did not move. Not a word nor smile.
I did not wave, did not flinch, or even blink.
She looked down and closed her eyes
And warmth drew upon her face
Then she ran back after what she could not see
And she's free.
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