Sound of the Sea by Cassandra Connolly for Lewis and Irene Fabrics
You awake to an unknown sound. You're drawn to the sea. You tread a familiar path, wind rustles through the trees. Sand beneath your toes is cold, gritty and damp from the tide. The soft sea mist reaches you. The moon glistens as your guide. The expanse laughs joyously, all grey no longer blue. What was that noise you heard? Was it a siren calling you? The waves continue to whisper, the water strokes your feet. You take a small step forward not wanting to retreat. Was that the flick of a tail or a trick of your eye? Reflected in the water is more than the nights sky. Look a little closer, see the crab in its shell. Sea foam silvery in the moonlight. Seaweed swaying in the swell. Is that a figure you observe frolicking in the deep? A child of the sea, your spellbound heart she much keep. Does she sit upon a rock and embrace the watery moon? Hands held high singing a bewitching, beguiling tune. Do the whales bow to her? The jellyfish dance to beat? Seahorses enchanted in the depth of the gloomy deep? The tempest wakes you. Time to retrace your trail. You hurry home, leaving behind the captivating, enchanted veil.