Unencumbered

Seaweed washing up where it will,
beautiful unmanicured.
The ocean ships in new growth,
rebirth in waves.

Finally Freedom
from old traps,
low tide so revealing
everything in life
exposed.

When the water returns
I can choose
to hold on to reminders
of old scars
or allow high tide to wash
the slate clean.
Going forward into the next day

unencumbered.

Some life-forms are
designed to wait
patiently through loss and lack
of water,
of sustenance,
exposed to the air

knowing
the tide will return

to take them home.
© Amy Freeman 2019