Abandoned then exiled. Set to sail in no particular direction. The skies turn grey and the rain mercilessly descends upon me. Each drop feels like blades to my skin. I pray for death...
From one torture to another. As the rain subsides, the sea becomes angry. The waves grow stronger tossing my ship from side to side against its will. I am helpless as I await my fate. This will not be a quick end. There will be suffering and I'm afraid...
God's reprieve. The sea is calm. A tranquil several hours benefit me greatly. Suddenly a miraculous site. Land, slightly beyond reach. As I sail closer within a reasonable eyesight, I behold a peculiar image.A mirage. A beautiful mirage. Unimaginable this could be real. A woman in the guise of a goddess awaits my arrival.In tattered pieces, my ship grounds on the shoreline...
Cautiously I walk to her open arms and welcoming smile. At first, in her embrace, I felt shame.But then I become overwhelmed with a comfort I haven't felt since my mother's arms. What I am now belongs to her. She takes me by the hand and together we walk into a journey unknown...All this time, saved at last