The tile roof gleamed in the sun light after the morning mist left the mix of glint and glistening The adobe walls ran down to the cobble stones that made the side walk and street above the Door frame was a single window that had two hanging floral baskets it played favorably when One recalled Spanish Harlem a place of heartfelt dreams a mystifying groan lay in the streets And the abodes of those living there Elena had been a frequent guest here now she had broke Completely with that part of her life but it still swirled up the streets like quiet smoke and when It fully engulfed her you could see this sadness in her eyes it spoke of a crushed Spanish rose it Didn’t matter if you had only been a visitor the tendrils are far reaching a place and its people Those broken glimpses the heavy sense you felt even with the delightful aroma of food and Laughter in the home oppression race difference was like a dark shadow you resist it in many Ways but it prevails you are awash in its sadness but here she would sparkle and shine in divine Ways she brought the sea away with her it seemed to cling to her she had deep soulful eyes Black as part of the reef her eyes still but full of wonder and mystery were they not as moist as The sea breeze that gently assaulted their sea side homes there was sureness about her an Independence that truly rivaled the sea and it tempestuousness her heart was rugged but Fiercely true and it did seem that great waves broke over and against her life but she remained Calm and serene as the sea when it set flat as glass this mirror as you behold it you see Sacredness at its edges life from land here is displayed against such grandeur and vastness you See large and perplexing problems in a clear bright light at times she spoke in a whisper you Could swear you were hearing the sea when it moaned as it had problems this continuing Lapping of waves at times it delivered dreams and then just as suddenly took them back to the Deep from where their origins are but at that moment you were extended enlarged you were More than just the small measure of self but wind and water an depths now have become the New fabric of your life an now Elena doesn’t seem strange anymore but she is a gift most Wondrous a stranger who comes with emotional weights from her former life now they have Been weighed and judged by the sea and then all is transformed the intermingling of loss on Land and then finding the eternal equivalent in the timeless waves of the sea a sea monster Didn’t arise but a lovely one that engaged the sea in a love that brought victory and hope to all Who were blessed to know her and the gifts she had received and with generosity she Continues To give to all who have needs in this writing she has visited you today be increased Be happy Know that you are loved my friend no one can truly hurt you is it not spoken by the Sea by waves that never stop their caressing the brow of land and the wind delivers the life Giving rain and when you stand at its edge the immensity drives deeply into the soul you are Immersed to the point you must let go and there is where answers are found when you realize You are not in control but there is one who controls the sea and He controls your life as well You are surrounded on all sides by a sea of love float in its healing waters you are a child of such Matters you can’t even fathom so turn and plunge into wondrous joy of hope and expectation Adrift look up more than sun and moon are above you but a Holy crown Heaven is His throne And Earth is His footstool and He is familiar with the mighty deep so you come steeped in Trouble but the calling from the sea speaks truth and freedom it all belongs and was made for You so be not a castaway but cast your life on the water by faith and all of earth and heaven is Yours Elena found it to be so you will find what she found when forlorn she looked and called to The sea for help all she found now she gives to others