WHAT'S THE SOUND

when a heart falls on sand? And who's heart is it?

I think it's the girl's in the picture. I think it leaped from her chest. Just at the wrong time.

She was exposing her deepest feelings to the man. She's the one with outstretched hand. She's the one we see face-on. She's the one who made the move.

On closer observation, one can see how stiff he is. Almost rigid. His body language is screaming, "I'm not ready."

But she more than shared her heart; she gave her all.

When he did not reciprocate, the heart fell. But the thud was muffled.

All is not lost. She can recover it. She can give it to another. She'll remember when she offerred it here.

And she'll remember to offer it again to one more appreciative. The offer will again be on the beach. Even a strong heart can't take too many bumps and bruises.