Along the shore
I walked
under the inky sky
waves crashed around me
A  sound of thousand hands
clapping at once
over and over.

And the whoosh
of the spreading sea
cool on my feet
washing away
the footprints of my past
in the wet sand.

Must have walked long
feel tired now.
Distant thoughts
and memories
spindle away
gossamer threads
fading from sight.

I see now a shimmer
yes, a beacon of hope.
Trudge on in the gathering light
With a promise to
rest a while, renew my strength
at the end of it.

The shadows dance and give way
I see in its ascendance
A sunlit path.
I open  my eyes and feel the warmth
of the rising sun on my face
through the window.
And the birds sing on a spring morning.
Another day has begun.