MUSINGS

Photograph by Jemma Darlington

What urges drove her forward?

What do you think she could see beyond the granules of sand, out into the turquoise sea?

A glimmer of hope or a familiar face?

Maybe she did not know of what she followed. 

Could it have been the pull of the mother spirit, calling to her soul "Come with me and I will keep you near. Come to me and I will be yours my dear. Follow me, let me be your guide. Take my strength into your heart and we shall roam free..."

- Jem.