an aquarian's freedom.

walking barefoot, sand sneaks between her toes
water brushes against them and sends shivers up her legs
the sun beats down as birds fly overhead
she hears the waves
she smells the salt
she feels the sun
she tastes the freedom

lost in the chaos of her make believe world
she sits and contemplates the day
wondering how she got here
who she is and
where she's going

evening air turns chill and the night sky begins to descend

she stands on the deserted beach as the moon and stars light the sky
looking ahead at the massive body in front of her, she begins to walk
she hears the waves
she smells the salt
she feels the cold water
she continues to walk, closing her eyes as the ocean becomes her bed
she has found peace
the aquarian has found freedom.