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 moment

To rise clean and free from torment.

 

Light in heart and free in soul

I walk once more towards the shore

Not the person I was before.

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