Waves of yesterdays
evidenced in footprints
not yet erased
lose their shadows
in the gradual light
of another day,
and I add to them
on my way
to where the sand
shows no trace
of existence.
I am one of the few witnesses.
I patiently wait
and wait
for sun to make his way
and finally show
his unconditional
bright face.
He lights up mine
as well as my eyes
and sparks my heart
to life.
I give thanks.
I pray.
Upon the ray
that travels from him
to me
across the sea,
I lay
my troubles
and watch them
get carried away.
Again, my heart soars,
free,
this moment,
the only thing
I choose to carry.
It will live forever
in me.
Although I walk away,
I am weightless, so
my footsteps
leave no imprints,
though I exist
more so than when
I came.
Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Wonderfully beautiful.
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Thank you. 💕 It was a beautiful experience. Every time. 🙂
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😊🌏
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Your soul is light, a candle in flickering similitude to the sun, and brightens all the more as the sun bleeds through the shutters of a life’s daily discontent. Your soul’s prayer is effortless communication, a subtle whisper stream from one life to another. It is directed to the sun, and yet also drawn out by the sun, so that in a way that defies our own mind’s grasp the sun and the soul are praying with and for each other. The footsteps from that sublime moment are not etched in sand but imprinted in a sea salted wind memory. The footsteps ebb and flow forever with the tide and with all the other footsteps of people so touched by the moment. There is a kind of holy communion of sun gazers kept forever in the tidal breezes and illuminated now and then as sparkled silhouettes glimpsed at dusk.
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Yes. That. Exactly. 🙂 Your comments inspire me to write even better! 🙂
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I edited my comment to you and posted the slightly revised and elongated version of my words on my blog. I referenced your poem as the inspiration and provided a link to your original piece. I hope the people who check out my post will read your poem as well. Your poetry inspires joy by anyone touched by the divine in nature.
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The beauty of a day.
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