The tide.

Memories of us
are draining me away
from myself.
The tide has pulled back
exposing bear sand
and rocks.
But also some beautiful new life
that I thought I'd lost.
I needed time to breathe
to draw in warmth from the
morning sunlight
to rejuvinate.
I feel the tide slowly comming in
lapping at my feet
I am ready.
At last, the tide has turned.