She came to the beach to escape her unhappiness,
Wind, sun, surf crashed over her washing the stains from her hands,
The gulls mourned the passing of the clouds over the sun,
The rain closed in across the ocean.
Darkness loomed in her heart,
Love came not to what she couldn’t find
In her lonely isolation her darkness had followed her.
She turned up the beach to run and shout:
“Go away!, Leave me be!”
“Be what?” it asked, “You are who you are.
You cannot change what you have done.
No place will be happy for you
until you know who you are now and here in this place.”
“Go away!” she shouted,
“I cannot” it said, “I am you and you shall not
leave me until you love me.”
She fell into the sand and wept.
Inside out 