Offhold

On the edge of a cliff that stretches beyond sight

the wind grows strong enough to strip away control

Waves crash against the rocks in a rhythm that feels like prayer

a quiet reminder that nothing lasts forever

Something inside begins to loosen, almost without notice

as if every worry is being carried away by the wind into the sea below

Eyes closed, you come to see that the pain you still hold

has always remained because you refused to let it go

Then everything slowly sinks beneath the surface

disappearing with the tide that drifts back to shore

The ocean breeze carries the green scent of grass

and the clarity of salt weaving softly through each breath

In the emptiness that follows, a quiet calm begins to grow within

Offhold is the moment you return your burdens to the sea

a gentle surrender to the nature of release

standing once more with yourself, light, unforced, and free