Footprints in the sand wandering like ripples on a pond. or skipping stones across the water like dancing or a life. Sing to me songs of moonlight and madness, of a loverβs waltz spinning; going nowhere but for the dancing like footprints in the sand... but ahh... the dancing.
Back in the late 70's I composed a poem that is long lost and this is an attempt to recreate it. I have no idea if I came close or not but it did have the footprints in the sand image in it.- From Poetry Jam (on Toast)