Footprint in the sand

Gentle like a summer breeze.
Just an in print of time, Like a footprint in the sand.
A sound so soft
Like the whisper of an angel.

Memories float past like passing ships in the sea of my emotions. Mixing my once clear vision.

People surging past me like mist, but are to blurred to see, through my misted eyes.

Here i stand alone, not knowing where to turn. Only knowing that nothing is what it seems.

Walking to place i have never been. Rapped up in my own thoughts of the past.

I turn to look as the gentle lapping waves wash away memories like a single footprint in the sand