Safe Place

She closed her eyes for a second to process the words.

Her mind wandered, fleeing to find her safe place.
The beach, the wind, the sand. The sound of the waves.
Suddenly, it was all gone and she was standing there happy again.
Her safe place had the power of taking her where nothing else could and bringing her joy whenever danger was imminent.
This time, there was no danger, but great sorrow.

She felt the moment, the wind, the sounds.
She saw, then, her face in the distance.
Wrinkled, aged, full of memories and the marks of time.
Her fragile hair flowing with the wind unveiled those friendly eyes that gazed at her.
She saw movement, but she couldn’t reach it.

Stuck in the sand, her feet were not hers anymore.
She tried to scream, tell her to run.
No words came out.
When the storm came, she soaked in.
And the image in the distance disappeared.

The beach, the safe place, didn’t not feel so homey anymore.
No longer in peace, all consumed by rain.
There were more clouds, more hail and snow.
The sunshine was gone.
Safety had then disappeared.

With the safe place gone, she came back to reality
Her eyes wide open, her mind racing in circles.
She stared at the one in front of her.
“It will be okay”, it was said.
More tears, more misbelief.

The inner peace that once lived within
Chose now to be somewhere cloudy
Her safe place was no longer in rhythm
Instead, had to learn how to live without it.

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