Trembling, seeking solace, wishing for honesty everywhere, fearing oppression, body shaking, but then as gift from The Almighty G-d, the water waves come rolling in and wash away all disappointments, all hatred, all aggression, all the scorpions and snakes scurry away, and G-d takes an upper hand and destroys the wicked with the self-destruction of nagging, heart-breaking guilt--as guilt eats away at one's heart, and causes the wicked to drown in his own plans and schemes that were meant to hurt others.
The sandcastles on the beach come alive and jump upward as they become rich mansions in the sand, homes for the homeless carved with ornate designs into their walls. Sandcastles that become glorious sights of a child's happiness, a sign of a child's world of play and laughter, as the wind blows them away slowly, eventually, as the tide comes in and lake water wave rolls over them, dissolving them into the shore, sandcastles no more.
Honesty spilling over every molecule of sand as a family enjoys moments together, entire large families under sun umbrellas, rubbing suntan oil on each other's shoulders, protecting each other from the burning rays of the sun, from dishonesty and deceitfulness as it creeps up on you like a sunburn when you think all is okay.
Splashing in the waters to wash away all discomfort, to purify the mind, body, heart and soul. To have a renewed outlook on life, to chase away all evils, to feel reborn, to feel wanted and loved.
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