Foot prints like a shadow
fading, seeping in and
lifting off,
in the suns bright glare
and the rocks warm,
worn presence.
Salty feet,
rested for such
a short time
like life, share the
same space and light,
then return, by leaving.
That is our,
share in this world’s
time piece, but a barely
or remembered
shadows veil.
That is; what we fear,
what we regret,
what we would change.
For most inevitable,
life’s short journey,
and why we need breathe,
deeply, remember,
be at ease,
smile and shine.



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