Forever footprints

The distant footprints that you left
upon a lonely Beach,
created a tranquility
that solitude can’t reach.
The shifting, changing sands of time,
eternal hourglass,
contains every grain of hope
with each moment that would pass.
And even when the sun goes down,
changing the daily scene,
it’s calming transformation
is accepted, so serene.

And with each dawn the view is set,
slight changes from before,
and at each night laid down to rest;
amendments made once more.
Day by day this rhythm beats
it’s tempo we’d dictate,
and dance to its melodic pulse;
that harmony innate.
So many tunes so rich with words,
a lyrical connection,
all swirling midst the shifting dunes
of passion and affection.

Those that watched the two of us
could see but could not know;
for what we had, we truly shared,
could not be put on show.
And what was left out on that Beach
forever will remain,
and neither will return to there
with anyone again.
But though the storms will come and go ,
ill winds will blow and sweep,
those prints will stand the test of time
as they were planted deep.