Allowing myself to float to take advantage of my relationship with the elements, to become a part of the sea.. I floated like so much flotsam.. Rolling along with the softly undulating waves, I float without sound, without sight.
There is no destination, just a desire for freedom, a desire to live in peace, a desire to be left alone. I think about the power, and I feel cursed but, I am scolded because, it is a gift.
Treading water I see the little island, I swim around it once, twice, three times to make sure there is no one there. I stay in my liquid sanctuary for the first night. The second night, I don't sleep, I watch.
Night three, I venture onto the shore.. this will be my home. I climbed the tall coconut palm.. Sat on a frond and watched.
I needed to be sure, with earths population growing each day, secluded and uncharted territory was scarce. Laying my head back against the trunk I closed my eyes. The night the man arrived entered my thoughts, I wondered what had been different about that night.. I remember before that night, I had felt unsettled, I had felt charged, as if all things had come alive but, not in a good way.
What had I seen in those eyes? Why hadn't I just let him die? What message did they try to reveal... There was something, I read it but, I couldn't remember.. Time for rest.. I was tired.
Another day, tomorrow.