the shyness of skin

the shapes we end
up in, are not always
expected.
the body moving
with the wind
of time, the burden
of food into
directions that don't
exactly flatter.
but at the beach there
is no shame
for what has been
done, or not
done. for there is
the ocean, the wind
and sky, the sun.
there is the promise
of starting tomorrow
to change,
that eases
the care and shyness
of skin.