Footprints
Imbedded in the soft template
reaching to the horizon
indentations fill in
with oceanic plasma
through infinitesimal cracks
between crystalline structures
worn by time
and relentless elements
Fluttering, skittering predators
Varied in stature
designed perfectly
competition minimal
beak and structure optimal
finding soft tiny crustaceans
a raucous, royal feast
al fresco dining divine
Off the shore
bright eyes observe
a round whiskered head
dipping below the surface
leaving no trace
as if a shadow
in this brash and brazen
home of his birth
Here, a two legged
gangly exclamation point
temporary, annoying visitor
uninvited house guest
generally to be ignored
yet obtrusive enough
to avoid in waves of movement
but… I am just one
Many have walked
shiny golden strands
barely cognizant of creatures
intruding into a world
a sentient habitat
only too glad to forget
a species unwilling to share
to recognize inherent worth
Are we but footprints
in the sand
to be washed away
by the tides of time
by blowing sands
of an impatient earth
removing blemishes and scars
from a sandy visage?
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