She lifted her face to the sun and felt the vibrant scents of waves and freedom fill her lungs. The whole of her relaxed as if on cue. Pre-programmed. Indelibly tuned in to the whoosh of ocean breath that she could not yet see but every cell within her remembered.
Her heart swelled and her chest rose, liberated.
The moment coursed through her in liquid satisfaction.
Surf. Ebb. Swish. Flow. Hiss. Sand-licking waves.
Another inhalation of the salty tang and behind her she could hear the sounds of other people readying to take the path from car-park to sand. A child protested. A man’s voice soothed. A door slammed. A moment later a discordant melody of feet clip-clopped onto the faded wooden slats, drumming a crescendo of expectation through her bare feet.
The beach.
A needed reprieve.
At home at last by the ocean where her soul had always lived.
For Crispina‘s Crimson’s Creative Challenge
Na'ama Yehuda 
You brought me right there with her.
Aaaahhhhhhh. 🙂
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🙂 Thank you! I think because perhaps like me, you share this in your bones?? 🙂 xx
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Beautiful. I could feel the relief here – and finding those moments of reprieve is something I think we all need at the moment.
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Yes! Thank you! Here’s to reprieve. Deep breaths, and a sense of home!
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Beautiful and real, as only someone who lives by the sea can write it
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Thank you, Crispina! My soul knows the sea and has always felt at home whenever I’m near it. 🙂
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Mines more of a river soul 🙂
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We can’t ALL of us have ocean souls … 😉 But the rivers do flow that way … 😉
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I’ve always lived close to rivers. I feel disconnected if I spend time away from them
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I feel you. 🙂 And … while rivers are a bit too restless for me (where ARE they going going going all the time, anyway? … 😉 ), I love water in all its forms. Especially oceans and seas.
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I feel the sea claims me too severely. I’ll walk miles along its shore without realising. And then I have to walk all the way back again. Rivers are less clutching in their claiming. They allow me to be me
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Ah, well, how lovely that there are all these variations in nature, eh!? 🙂
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🙂
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