Unearthing

Alone

Completely; utterly; perfectly alone

Drowning in the deepest realms of thought

There was nothing else she sought

But the purest; calmest; gentlest breeze

As she swung back, forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

The wind filling every corner of her conscience

Raging now

With intense emotion ;-

Ecstasy

Shame

Vehemence

Agitation

Ardor

Satisfaction

Zeal

Warmth

Grief

All in an overwhelming fusion

of swift, reckless, impetuous compunction

Future merged with past

Present no longer present

The whirlwind picked up speed

Round and round and round

And then all ceased

A standstill

She was flying

The wind lifting her up

Nothing could escape her sight

The path so straight and simple

She smiled