FOOTPRINTS
While wandering on the shore
I come across the scattered shells
Brought by the waves at high tide
And left there to be trampled upon.
I come across the scattered shells
Brought by the waves at high tide
And left there to be trampled upon.
Then I notice many footprints
On the wet sand along the shore,
Large and small,deep and faint,
Going in various directions.
On the wet sand along the shore,
Large and small,deep and faint,
Going in various directions.
I wonder about their owners,
Who might be they? In what mood?
Whether joyous, laughing in glee,
Or listless just like me?
Who might be they? In what mood?
Whether joyous, laughing in glee,
Or listless just like me?
Some might be calm and contempletive,
Some might be pensive, speculative,
Some with loved ones, some all alone,
Someone suppressing a silent moan....
Some might be pensive, speculative,
Some with loved ones, some all alone,
Someone suppressing a silent moan....
Amusedly I look back to see
What my footprints tell about me?
Just then I see a great wave coming,
It seems to warn me with its roaring,
'Footprints are fickle,they'll certainly go,
But you are meant to be with the flow.'
What my footprints tell about me?
Just then I see a great wave coming,
It seems to warn me with its roaring,
'Footprints are fickle,they'll certainly go,
But you are meant to be with the flow.'
-AUTUMN ELIZA
Loved this! "You are meant to be with the flow"...that's so true..that's all we are meant to do..and yet people over complicate it and struggle and suffer because of their struggle to conform to illusions.
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Oh, I adored this! You have captured the essence of what living life is all about. Admirably done!
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Hello.
ReplyDeleteThought-provoking post. Nice ending. I like the imagery too. Thanks for sharing.
Day 5: Empty Streams
mesmerising words to go with the image...captured the soul of life:)
ReplyDeleteSome might be calm and contemplative,
ReplyDeleteSome might be pensive, speculative,
Some with loved ones, some all alone,
Someone suppressing a silent moan....
Beautiful lines Eliza... cheers...