Her spirit and the rhythm of the waves shared a similar connection,

The unsettled roaring of what is perceived as perfection.

The assumptions attached along her silver lining

Doesn’t allow room for any disruption, flaw or vulnerability.

Fear

Was a natural response

When given the choice to change her narrative that came with hesitation.

The shore awaited her return,

She came creeping back to the thick shore

Like the sun

Saying goodbye to a day of serendipity.