January 25, 2016

Foot Prints:

I found no prints in the sand
Yet I once walked these shores.
I walked where no man has walked
And none shall ever walk again.

My steps were deep and wide
A sense of pride they showed.
Still I find, not one grain of sand
Over turned as if I was never born.

Once the suns warmth caressed me.
Now mother earth wraps her arms
around me in an embrace,  as I
sleep in her damp bosom forever. 


Denise Covey said...

I'm not a poet, unfortunately, but this moved me. I love the ending, the way mother earth embraces him in her damp bosom.

desk49 said...

So nice of you to drop bye.
Glad you like that line.

Snaggle Tooth said...

This week we trek in snow n mud! Hope you can walk a bit further...

desk49 said...

Sometime I'd like to see the hand writing on the wall
and just quit trying.
No I hae to keep treading through the mud.

Lynn said...

Tread away, my friend. I'll be reflecting on this one for a bit.

desk49 said...

Thanks for dropping by.

Snaggle Tooth said...

I always liked that Crosby Stills n Nash song "The Cost of Freedom" with the awesome guitar solo. I want it played at my funeral- "... Mother Earth will swallow you / Lay your body down..."

Nilanjana Bose said...

The footprints may not be visible, but they are there alright. One has to look carefully, wait for the light to change, or look at the sand from a different angle that's all.

Hope all is well with you.