This is written in the light of so many lost friends and members of family.
The Shifting Sands…
I’m walking on the beach.
My foot-prints tell me where I’ve been…
They do not tell me where I’ll go,
As they begin to disappear.
into the ever shifting sands..
And what is life but only
Shifting Sands?
The friends…the family…
who were once here.
I knew them well
before they disappeared,
Fleeting…ephemeral
Like footprints in the sand,…
I’m walking on the beach…
Beside that ever moving tide…
An unknown journey lies ahead
But am I ready…?
Can I ever be prepared?
Kristine Byrne. 7th Nov. 2021
Illustration…Digitally Made. KB