Sand Between My Toes
Poetry Today
1/23/20241 min read


A dance of gentle waves upon the sand, where my feet greet the ocean and land
I stand barefoot, as time begins to slow,
as the grains of this eart slips between my toes.
Grains of sand they caress, delicate and fine,
Like whispers from nature, a touch soft and grounding.
Each granule a story and history, - a micro universe of secrets, waiting to unfold
With every step, my feet sink and get massaged,
Ito a world of play that is soft and fun.
It carries the memories of every tide,
Of ancient kingdoms that once did reside.
It whipsers tales of ships lost at sea,
Of lovers' promises, forever to be.
As I walk I feel a sense of serentiy,
The sand connecting me to all that's free.
In each grainf, a peice - A brief escape from life's hectic pace.
Let me wander and lose track of time,
in this poem - grains of sand simple and sublime.