Purity only found inside life

When living where ocean meets the land, things can be found.
Washed ashore from the world of men and animals.
Brought by the waves to land on the sand of the beach.

This is metaphorical but today we don't go into mysticism.
It is about the concrete things that end up on the beach.

Yesterday this was a dolphin.
A beautiful animal that somehow had died and was washed ashore.

Already in the early morning, from the fabulous vantage point of the Fuso Szulc, two coyotes had been spotted ripping at an object washed ashore.
Later, when making the morning walk, it was discovered it was an adult dolphin.

Already the belly had been ripped open by the coyotes and many of the intestines eaten by the vultures.

It was decided to move the dolphin higher up on the beach close to the dunes.
To give it a more decent place and honor it with a last sign of respect and appreciation for its ended existence.

It needed the force of two persons to move the heavy sea creature higher on the beach.
But while moving it something was noticed.
From the open belly an object was seen inside the body.
First it was assumed it was the liver or something.
But then it was noticed that when pushing on the belly, this object slightly came out.

An effort was made to accomplish a total delivery and shocking was the surprise to see it was a baby dolphin.
The dolphin had been pregnant.
The mother who died for unknown reasons, washed ashore and had the baby end the life with her.

It was of a morbid beauty.
This baby dolphin.
Like still being with the angels.
Of a purity found only inside life.











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