Almost becalmed, the boat tiptoed through the ripples. The sails hung listless in the silence. Water stretched away in every direction to the horizon, empty of other souls.
Alone on the boat, she became aware that she was not unaccompanied. She couldn’t help but recognize and respect the rules and the whims of wind and water, nature itself.
Finally, she felt, more than heard, the susurrus of the pennant on the backstay gently answering a flutter of breeze. It gave no hint of the wild storm that would visit in the dark of night.
No matter, she would be ready.
Thank you, Eugenia, at Eugi’s Causerie, for this week’s prompt, “flutter”!
12 thoughts on “the companion”
At one with nature and prepared for whatever it provides. Nice one.
Makes all the sense in the world. Thank you!
Wonderfully written and compelling piece! It seems she’s prepared for what’s coming her way.
She definitely is. Thank you for your kind words!! It means a lot. 🌷
The calm before the storm, beautifully vivid.😍 ~🕊Dora
Thank you so much!! 🌷
My pleasure! ~🕊
Reminds me of when I was at a beautiful little beach and floated on the ocean.
And then upright through the clear water I could see little fish ‘kissing’ my feet!
…and then I had to return to reality. But it was a good one that week celebrating a wedding anniversary with my hubby on an island for a week!
That sounds totally sublime!!! 💖
A wonderful post. I felt the doldrums and the hope in that breeze.
Awesome!! Thank you so much! 🌷
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