She Loved Withering Sunflowers

the angel of the ocean

there was once a little girl

born by the shore

she loved her family beyond love

but loved the ocean more.

she would try and try again

to capture it in paints

to understand its softness and rage

its purity, like saints

she would sit for countless hours

talking to the sea

its soft clouds of water

were immensely loved by she

she spent there, days and nights

and even the moon and the sun

grew jealous, for such a love

was offered to them by none

and one perfect, beautiful day

when painting the reflection of the sun

she fell off her pretty cliff

down to the depths of the ocean

but instead of feeling the breath

being knocked out of the lungs

she felt the waves around her

softly whisper and hum

"our dearest girl! how could we

destroy such a thing

that has loved us beyond love

and more?" they did sing

but with a cry

and in her throat a lump

she whispered, "I didn't fall,

I jumped."