The Cleansing

Here I stand on a distant shore

Weary, worn, and broken

From bridges burned and words unspoken.

The path I walked was a lonely one

Filled only with silence

And a singular reliance.

Here I stand with nowhere to go

Staring out to the sea

Dreaming of a new way to be.

Filled with hope for the very first time

I walk carefully into the surf

Seeking the road to my rebirth.

The water washes away

All my suffering and all my pain

Which have long been my life’s bane.

Under I go

But only for a momen...