Footprint in the sand

A footprint resting in the sand,

A silent mark, a fragile strand.

The ocean kissed its edges slow,

Like secrets only tides could know.

Someone was here not long ago,

With hopeful heart and gentle soul.

A fleeting trace beneath the sun,

Proof that a journey had begun.

The waves will wash the mark away,

As every night consumes the day.

But some impressions never end,

They live inside the hearts they mend.

And though the sea erases land,

Love leaves more than grains of sand.

For every soul we truly touch,

Leaves footprints time can’t silence much.