Tide Release

 

Leave your sandals at the pier

footsteps only, peace is near.

 

Sifting sand beneath your feet

between your toes, troubles meet.

 

Uncertain footing from places within

beach front walking, answer-filled steps begin.

 

With each pebble and rushing tide

woes and worries, nowhere to hide.

 

Breathe the ocean air in deep

secrets released; only mermaids and ship captains keep.

 

Pick your sandals up at the pier

Facing life, once again,  without old fear.