Luna's Circles Of Grief
It was her mothers funeral. She didn't utter a single word the entire ceremony. Her father tried to console her but she didn't respond. She was just so young to have to go the rest of her life without a mother.
We were half way through the ceremony when she stood up. She walked straight out the door, leaving her shocked father behind her. She ran into the middle of the field that stood next to the church. She looked up into the dark, stormy sky (it was on the verge of pouring down with rain). She slowly turned in a circle, her eyes shut tight, whilst we watched from the windows and her father from the doors.
A smile came onto her face and she started to spin around and around slowly picking up speed. Her face was tilted towards the sky and her eyes remained closed. As she span faster and faster she began to giggle, then chuckle, then she started to laugh. It was a bizarre sight. She span so fast all but her beautiful face was a blur while we watched with curious wonder from our safe viewing point at the windows.
She was laughing hysterically now, as the rain started to lightly fall around her. It fell lightly at first, then harder and harder. The wetness on her cheeks was more then just rainwater as the innocent tears of a child's mourning began to topple over her barriers. She was clearly crying now, sobbing and laughing as she span in circles while the rain fell around and on her as she span in her strangely beautiful form of grief.
As she slowed her spins, but not her tears, she sank to the ground, any trace of a smile vanished from her face, with a look of deaf eat in her huge, sweet, tear filled eyes. I was surprised to find my cheeks wet with tears as I watche her father finally run out to her and hug her tight while slowly being soaked with the rain and their tears.