Lady By the Sea
I saw her standing there
facing the sea. Her diaphanous
gown draped with gentle folds in
harmony with the breeze.
She seemed poised for flight
like a long limbed ballerina.
I saw the surf break into an
avalanche of foam and felt
fear that made me huddle and quake.
Tumbling waves licking at caves
mad and destructive.
Her gown became a black shroud
and her sins died in my bosom.
I could not look at her face
lest I see myself and
become astonished.
Copyright © Marilyn Terwilleger | Year Posted 2006
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