I stand at the shore,

my sins lain bare.

I pray for more,

as the pain feels unfair.

I beg to start anew,

words spoken are truth.

I know storms brew,

within and out on the move.

I shout for the rain,

feet stuck in the sand.

"Wash it all away!"

I lift up my hands.

The clouds darken,

the sky begins to fall.

A smile is marked for,

a new chance for all.