Her long tresses tossed in the air Gave her a rather unkempt look As she raced across the sands In a daring attempt to challenge The elements irrespective of How strong they appeared To the less adventuresome
Passers by clinging to each other To avoid being blown away By the treacherous winds Stared in amazement at The diminutive figure as she Appeared to be racing against time Defying the strong northerly winds
The seashore wore a deserted look Apart from a few stragglers Trudging along cautiously But that did not deter the young lady She continued with what looked like A suicidal mission as the dark clouds And huge waves made their appearance
When night fell she was less visible The life guards were called in quickly To make sure that she was not drowning Huge flash lights and police cars Appeared on the shore to confirm That the young woman was still alive But she seemed to have vanished
The rescue team opined that even If she were drawn into the waters The incoming tides would have returned Her alive or dead to the seashore In the distance they spotted an elderly man Dressed in a well worn leather jacket Sitting on a cliff smoking a pipe
The life guards rushed towards him Hoping that he may have noticed her But he merely raised his wrinkled face To announce that their rescue operation Had come twenty years too late His daughter who had been swept away By the seas usually visited him on a windy day
