Beaching It - Freedom By The Water Poem by April Humason

I think of waves before they break,
A silver hush the waters make.
I think of creatures gliding free,
Dancing beneath the open sea.

My toes in sand, soft grains of gold,
A shoreline story gently told.
No chains, no fear, no need to hide,
Just open breath and gentle tide.

The wind speaks soft along the shore,
A song that says I'm meant for more.
Birds above in quiet flight,
Painting peace across my sight.

Here by the water, wide and free,
I feel the world breathe back through me.
No rushing thoughts, no heavy sound —
Just holy calm where I am found.