Walk on Sand

 Walking on the warm, sinking sand,

 The tide covering my toes,

 My heart was in repose,

 Waiting for revolution,

 Living  in confusion,

 Nothing changed,

 So I ran,

My prints followed,

Only to fill up with

Rippling sand, tide,

Laying  invisible they

Have no regrets of their own,

For the walk that had to be,

Looking up my solution,

English: Intricate sand castle sculpture, appr...

So I gently, folded, pressed,

A castle of sand instead,

Life  is a teacher,

 Hope the best of tasks,

My lesson…I learned it well.

Terri O.A. 

 

   

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