My feet sunk into the soft wet sand as I made my way across the beach. The sound of the tide slowly breathing in and out filled my ears. Its slow steady rhythm drew me in until the sea caressed my feet and my bare feet sank further into the sand as I walked. It was early morning and the world seemed only just to be waking, for now at least I had the place to myself. I looked out to sea in awe that as far as I could see there was nothing but sea. What lay out amongst those waves, what lands were beyond my vision?
I shivered but not just because of the ice cold water lapping my feet. I felt naked before the sand and the sea. All my emotions, fears and dreams were erupting to the surface. The bittersweet feelings were hurting and healing me as I walked along a path of the tides making. What power lay here that could so unhinge me that could wash away the walls and leave me defenseless. My eyes followed the waves that were rolling there way to shore. I watched as the waves slowly got smaller as they made there way towards me, until the tiniest of waves splashed my legs, wetting the bottom of my rolled up jeans. The chatter of the sea had something to say, but I could not hear it. There were secrets here that were just out of reach. In my mind the walls that had been washed away uncovered a crossroad with several paths to take. I had to decide which path would I take.
