Every third or fourth waves rolls over me, and I can't manage to keep both my and her mouth above water. Just in time Norbert arrives like a saving angel, and he is followed by another swimmer from the beach. They take her body and as I let go of her, I see how small and fragile she is. Immediately a second small circle forms around her. We cover her in blankets and start massaging her heart.
Strangers become friends.
Love and tears are pouring at the same time. The prayer circle is singing. Some sit down and meditate. The men who brought her in are exhausted and quiet. I hear crying and shouting and the loud cry of the big parakeets dwelling in the trees above.