Many moons have passed since Ocean Hawk saved my life
She had followed me from camp
As I made my way by morning’s blue cloak
Attempting my journey
Alone
She has remained with me since
Quiet often
She moved through the mundane with purpose and private enjoyment
A
usual manner
Even smiling at her own recollections as we walked
Rarely making eye contact
I hardly spoke
She let me be as I was
Scornful and lonely
A fool
Until one day
Watching from a distance
Ocean Hawk caught sight of my face as I readied my garments
My brows furrowed in thought
I had been noting a change
An inflammation of sorts around the areola of one of my
breasts
It had, over seasons, grown agitated, darker
She walked over
Greeted me with confident eyes
‘What do
you want?’ I was curt
It was more of a statement than a
question
I hoped it would intimidate her
If she noticed my tone, she chose to ignore it
‘What’s with the look on your face?’ She asked
‘I was born
this way’ as a matter of fact
‘I’m serious, what’s goin’ on?’ She chided
Silence
I pulled tight the strings of my bodice
‘Let me look.’
‘No’ I
flatly replied and hurried myself
She reached inward
Took hold of my wrists
Tore them roughly from my chest
Her stern eyes said everything
She spoke anyway
‘I’m looking whether you like it or not. Try anything and I
won’t be so nice.’
She gently drew down the soft fabric and scrutinized
It would’ve been then
The moment when I should’ve struck her against her face
The moment when I should’ve brought my elbow to her temple
But there was no time
No time to do anything before I heard her expel beneath her
breath
'Hmm’ Quick, neutral, unrevealing
I shoved her to the ground
Guess she was distracted
Her eyes spat profanities my way
I didn’t
care
Could only
say one thing in that moment
‘For
the record, do that again and I’ll kill you.’
She smirked
It turned into a real smile as she rose to her feet
We gathered our things and resumed our travel
‘You need to see someone about that.’ She said
‘I need
nothing from you or anyone.’
How
great the fool was I?
‘You don’t know this area. You’ll be lost before you realize
you’re lost. Besides, fools die all the
time. Don’t you want to be one that
lives? You’re no spring chick anymore you know.’
Bitch
She saw
through to my vanity
‘I know someone.
That’s where we’re going.’
I refrained from further objection
The truth being; I was concerned
She continued
‘Oh and for the record…shove me again and I’ll kill you.’
Her face drew into a broad smile
Damn it was authentic
Beckoning
me each time
Moving
me in ways not yet understood
I followed
As I had
been since my return from the desert
I remain, ever thoughtful of Heartists here, across the
Globe
Your struggles
Your enduring nature
Your mindful way
Are Beautiful
Beyond tribulation
Beyond pain
Beyond all thoughts found outside
ourselves forcing an outcome within us
I am humbled, honoured by your Strength
I Thank You
Lesley
Hallelujah Heartist
