Image: Tomasz
She was the girl who knew too much
Old before her time
As she aged her knowledge decreased
She found she knew less and less
She reached a point where being becalmed
Was her default position.
Life had a sameness to it
She settled into its predictability
Safe in knowing from one day to the next
That it was the same old same old.
Once she had been sexual, explorative and alive
But age brought stability, monotony and numbness.
Feelings long gone, hope a wishful thought
Acceptance of the repetition of life
Awaiting her days end, sleep, repeat.
She was marooned in sea of tranquillity
It was peaceful and without stress
But empty and so alone.
She knew if she waited the end would come
It was as the way of the world.
Then a breeze blew in.
A freshness she didn’t expect
She felt the chills of the new
Felt the stirrings within her
Feared and yet celebrated a return of feeling.
She felt herself once more afloat
There was a direction she didn’t understand
But one she wanted and her bits desired.
Awakened she looked forward,
There was a sense of hope that her body
Once thought to be dead was now alive
Urging to her to embrace what was once lost.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/04/05/photo-challenge-107/
Morpethroad 
Perfect interpretation of the picture (which I love.) It is filled with mystery.
Thank you Lyn it was a challenging image I thought…
A poignant piece; with a reminder to always have a little bit of hope that things can change.
Yes exactly that is right, hope allows to do just that not lose sight of other possibilities…
May the wind riffle sails swiftly, stars dance and keep time to these reawakened possibilities as she sails, once again aroused, into the passion and pleasurings of a safe harbour home.
Lovely comment and quite accurate I have to say.
Nice to be accurate sometimes.
Ooops, did it again!” Meant to read, “It feels nice to be accurate about somethings sometimes. 🙂 ” Hope no wrong intent was seen as intentioned,” she added!
All good my friend…
“Becalmed”, then, “Then a breeze blew in. A freshness she didn’t expect”
How wonderfully you bring her to a new beginning and awareness.
Thank you Debi so glad you saw that….
Interesting story befitting the unique and fascinating image. 🙂
I love how you have “hope floating her boat” …. even as if follows on deflated sails …. for such is life.
Yes true but I like to think hope often keeps ticking especially when our reality can be crushing.
Indeed – and that is what makes you such a pillar of strength …. you’ve bought the t-shirt and still can find the rays of light when it seems darkest – a true treasure – seriously. 🙂
lol…you make me laugh……so long as I can still fit into the t-shirt…..but I’m trying….
XD … and that is the key …. to keep trying …. 🙂
You cannot possibly know how much this spoke to me… All the way up to where she started feeling hope – although I suppose you should never give up or something… Never mind, the point is I loved this piece!!!
Hello CC lovely to see you again. Thanks for stopping by. It’s a lovely compliment when a reader connects. Hope you are doing well today.