I lay in silence for I could not move.
I was dreaming. I wasn't there.
I could see them all.
She heard no cries from anyone.
She was alone, the human.
He was alone, the spirit.
But how was it to play out?

The dampness here was clean,
as fog is clean of the sea.
And I couldn't sustain it,
this melody of the sea,
this summoning of the triumphant waves.
And now it melted into anger and loss and rage.
Sadness. Oh, heart, such sadness.
A journey without a map or destination.

Out of my mind; I didn't want to be sane.
Nor present or awake or alive.
Wake up! Find your place, I screamed.
For surely I was dreaming.