The Sunset...

         The waves rushed excitedly towards her. They kissed her feet, tickled her. She smiled, then laughed. Then turned, and walked away. The waves followed her for some distance. But she didn’t care. The waves beat a lowly retreat. The sea pulled them back to where they belonged. She returned to the shore the next day. She set the pulse of the waves racing again. They returned to her. She smiled, then laughed. Then turned and walked away. The waves tried, in all desperation, to reach out to her. But she was colder than she seemed. She didn’t care. The vast sea drew in the waves and pushed them to a distant shore.

         She returned to the shore. The waves were conspicuous by their absence. The sea withdrew. She stood there cold and numb. A lonely tear rolled down her cheek. She smiled, forced a laugh. And then, she turned and walked away. None to follow her. None to reach out to her. She kept walking, oblivious of where the path led her. She returned to the shore, each day, thereafter. To undo what she did. She couldn’t. She stood there, long and cold. As the evening drew closer, she could see the sun setting down on her…