My Surrender to the Ocean

I wade through heavy sand,
to get to the waters edge,
I gaze out to the open sea,
& horizon, give up my head.

I throw down the stolen shells,
drop the multi-coloured stones.

The driftwood waves me goodbye.

Reach to the horses of foam,
who lift me above their backs,
in churning under the waves,
I helplessly feel myself relax.

I don't want to worry,
about ever coming back.