Her feet trace along
Making marks
Feelings of openness… emptiness
Alone but surrounded by the world
Engulfed in a feeling of content
Sprinting
Chest expands
The aching lungs
Alone but surrounded
No sorrow no worries
Openness… emptiness
Comparatively content
The fine sand clumped together on her feet
Body slumps to the ground
The sand hugs her
No one is around
No sorrow no worries
Openness… emptiness
Fully content
The oranges and the pinks
Clouds of pure comfort
Voices of the waves, of the sky, of the birds, the animals in the depth
No sorrow no worries
Openness… emptiness
Fully content
Eyes open
Reality sets in
It is different
Not want she wants
She is back
Sorrow Worries
Openness… emptiness
Not content