She had the spirit of an explorer;that's what led her to the water's edge,where this world ends and another begins.She wanted to be one with the horizon,that ethereal placewhere land, sea, and sky are one.Insatiable was her lust to learnthe mysteries of the heavens. A craving for the freedomonly a celestial body could know.She longed to be where the sun would set;where the moon would greet the night.No looking back.The time was right.Rain playfully tickled her toesas she held her umbrella to the sky.Her heart made a wishon a summer raindropand she was gone.B. Alan Hart©2018