A New Set Of Footprints In The Sand

Time they say heals all wounds, nay, nor is there any truth to this tale.

Yet time makes things easier somewhat; except when hearts duly fail.

I chased today a whisper on the wind, as it blew across imaginary seas.

And I smiled at the place where we once lay and made our secret dreams.

Yet new dreams are born in the days of the living.

Born in friendships; conceived in new beginnings.

Even though the spirits of yesterday shall forever be.

It is through butterfly whispers that one is now set free.

Four more days until I plant a new set of foot prints on another golden shore.

I will walk in silence; I will walk amidst new dreams, but in faith I shall cling forevermore.

I know not the future, but I have known such love in the past.

I will step forward in faith and see if in the sand along with mine, another set of footprints shall be cast.

WALK WITH ME…TO THE SEA…

J. Allen Wilson © 2/23/2008