She stared out, onto the water

Her thoughts carrying on with the endless tide

Wondering where the ocean stopped, if it would wait for her

But the tide continued on, in a rush to keep moving

She stared out onto the field of flowers

Her longing being carried out on the breeze

Landing on the petals of dandelions

She asked them "Will you take me with you?"

But her questions nor her body were carried out onto the wind with the petals

She stood at the edge of the hill, reading the sky

She heard the wind and it finally answered

A smile on her face, she lifted one foot, then the another and the lust for life carried her on...