Feet fumbling through sand
Grains upon veins
Sticking then slipping
Strong enough to catch
But too loose to hold
Just don’t look down
At the shifting, sifting ground
Your gaze will get lost
In the folding of
Earth over flesh
Eyes up, mind up
To the horizon
Where the sun creates
the steady music
that makes the tides dance
Look forward, friend,
To the path not walked
Not back where missteps
have been washed
away by waves
Focus on where your feet go
Where your soul can grow
Use the uncertain ground,
with its million particles,
to strengthen your principles
Eyes up. Mind up.
Beyond the sand.
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