Can you smell the wind she asked me………I lifted my face and breathed in deeply, salty and sweet….the ocean she whispered.
Elka the steadfast , a girl of the land…….who longed for the sea.
For as long as I’ve known her she would often disappear, I don’t mean physically I mean she just went elsewhere. I’ve found her in the fields,so still, her eyes open, but she was gone…….peace on her face.
I knew she would eventually follow the waves, their roar was too loud. It deafened her, and distracted her from us.
So when I woke that crisp bright morning and called her name, I was not surprised that the silence answered. I just smiled, lifted my face and tasted the sea.