I stand on the beach, staring at my feet,
Wondering where to step...
I see the water coming to lap at me,
Surrounding me in a cool comfort.
Happily, I lift my bare foot,
Ready to follow the safety
Offered by smooth predictabilty.
Before I catch up, I stop in my tracks,
Every second I wait, I second guess myself.
Rising around me, a wind blows,
The water comes back to tease me, plead with me.
Over and around, but not through, I feel the wind.
Venturing further toward the water, I feel its pull.
Even the wind understands, I'm pushed toward it.
Direction changes, I'm being pulled back.
More confusion, more decisions--
East, West, North, South, up , down, left, right.
Am I to choose? I must.
So I close my eyes and feel.
I feel the water, I feel the wind.
Little by little, both draw away, patient.
Offering a smile, I turn away.
Vastness greets me with open arms,
Embracing my choice, the other slips away.
Happily I emmerse myself in my future,
Introducing myself to the new sensations of love,
My heart fills with joy as I gain new breath.