Under the surface of the water she lifts her weary eyelids up and peers
at the sunlit streaming rays pouring through the waves into her soul.
She looks down at her bruised and beaten body-though quite useless at this point
As it lays on the ocean floor beneath.
Shewing the biting fish away she wonders why her spirit hasn’t departed
one way or the other…
Why this hesitation? Why did they leave her behind in the sea?
There are questions to ponder-but somewhere in the wonder
of being caught, in-between, is a revelation of life itself.
She turns and floats deeper into the murky water…
Death came calling but she did not answer.