The pale woman walked along the shore,
with her bare feet in the sand,
she looked upon the horizon,
taking in the salty air.
She began to cry,
and whimpered to the waves,
as they smashed along the open land,
she laid upon the seashore.
The water would breathe,
the great tide would spread around her body,
but it would never reach her,
it is almost as if the water did not want to touch her.
~
D.S. Galileo
