Letting Go

The fog lies off the shore About a mile or two I count the pebbles here It’s all that I can do I walk along the beach The water calls to me Somewhere beyond my reach Upon the beckoning sea I long to journey on To where the seagulls fly Far out beyond the fog Where water meets the sky Fresh waves lap at my feet The doubt in me persists My life is incomplete My breath adds to the mist I turn to face once more The warm seductive sea I linger on the shore My heart, my heart flies free