Universe of suns
He slowly walked along the edge where the great ocean caressed its beaches. His feet made deep telltale impressions into the wet sand. And when he reached his destination he turned and looked back.
Behind him he saw where he had been, his direction plain to see, his influence on the earth was undressed within the evidence of his steps laying naked to a universe of suns. The farther back he looked the less he could see of the clues of his disappearing journey, as they were being apprehended by the rapture of the swollen tide. As it drew back into the depths of its bosom, it took with it everything he had influenced upon the shore, the story of his entire journey washed away.
For a moment he thought, then realized from the vision of his steps, someday from the wave of time's changing hand, he would be washed away from the boarders of the earth and drawn back into the ocean of divine energy. And as his body became the dust, rock and oil of the land, and his impressions upon the earth’s clay sunken into the sediment of its crust, the impressions he once made although gone from sight, will have changed the soil, the sea, the stars and the heavens forever.