The call of the Sea

#June8Prompt

The call of the Sea

Her hair was wet from the salty water

None of her clothes free of the beach's grey sand

A necklace of shimmering shells

And eyes as deep as the neverending ocean

When she walked by people whispered

She is really not like others

There is something different about her

You better stay away from her

She smiled as though she didn’t mind

The hushed words and the side-eying looks

She had never known any different

Where did she come from? Nobody knew

Only that a fisherman had one day found the weeping child

Swaddled in a blanket of sea grass

And he had taken her in and raised her

But her birth remained a mystery

She let the waves kiss her toes

And watched the fish swimming deep and the birds soaring high

Wishing that she could be one of them

On land, she always felt the unrest in her heart

Only the nights on the boat could give her peace

When the salty air filled her lungs

And the water licked the wooden planks

The others loved yet feared the ocean

Thinking of all the men it had swallowed who never returned

But she knew that there was nothing to fear

When the sea called, she came

And she laughed as the waves danced around her fingers

Welcoming her back

The sea was her home.

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