She walks, head down, on the flat, wide beach
Close to the water’s edge
Oblivious to the spent waves
Washing weakly over her bare feet
Her eyes are focused
On an indefinite point
Far beneath the featureless, gray sand
The infinite horizon stretches out before her
Her thoughts are fathomless
What brought her here?
What keeps her here?
What will bring her release?
And the waves
Gray, and green, and frothy white
Roll, and roll
And roll
