The Woman By The Sea

The Woman By The Sea

The gentle breeze glazed her smooth skin. She waited by the sea for her master.

Hours passed and her master did not come. Sadness filled her heart before she began to be consumed with rage.

Thoughts began racing through her mind of what could have happened to her master. if he lost his way or met some unfortunate fate.

Her eyes filled with tears she sobbed for relief.

Soon a tall dark figured emerged from the waters of the sea.

Standing at the shore she Slowly looked through her blurry teary eyes noticing this tall dark figure steadily approaching.

Could this be my Master? She thought.

She didn’t know whether to run or stay so she decided to stand and wait. This could very well be her Master she has been so desperately waiting for.

Soon this tall dark figure appeared before her still wet from emerging from the waters. she could see no face but could suddenly simply hear a soft yet booming voice.

Are you the one looking for the master?

Yess..Yes, I am.. Are you my master?

Angrily the dark figure said, NO!

Frightened she replied not knowing now what to do but ask, Then who are you? 

Silence.The dark figure gave no response to the question.

After the pregnant pause The dark figure said, I am you and you are me. 

What?

You look for a master then look no further than to yourself.

As quickly as the words were released the tall dark figure disappeared and vanished from sight.

In shock and left alone again by the sea the woman pondered the words the tall dark figure exchanged with her.

Looking up at the sky her soul was filled with comfort and delight an immediate inner knowing came upon her. It was then she realized there was no need to look for a master for that very master was and has always been within her.

Gazing back at the waters her pain lifted. Smiling peacefully she walked away from the shore with restored glee. Her master had come after all.

 

7 thoughts on “The Woman By The Sea

  1. It’s a nice little story about someone realizing their own importance. I have several ideas about that as well, although I’m not so good at flash writing. I sit down to write a short piece and WHAM! 5-600 words longer than expected. I look forward to reading some of your other works.

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