Friday, November 7, 2014

PICTURE PERFECT


Perfect lines cast in the sand.
Had they been made by man?
Or could the waves had made them
when they lapped upon the shore?
Bringing moisture to the hot sand.
Leaving behind their own
distinctive footsteps.
Footsteps that cannot be duplicated.
Temporary footsteps until the next day
when they appear again.
Like magic?
No, like nature.