a glass darkly

she filled the pockets
of her dress
with stones and shells,
then walked into the sea.
it was something
she had been
thinking about for a long
while.
filling her lungs
with water,
emptying her soul
of a world
that brought no relief.
she could feel the sand
between her toes,
against her feet.
how green the water was,
a glass darkly,
as she sank slowly
without resistance
into sleep.