she casts her carefree days
with sand between her toes
where footprints blur and fade
as frothy waters ebb and flow;
she hugs the wind as she drives
seagulls to the clouds;
she cleaves the ocean as she rides
white crests of surging tide;
the sun sheathes her body in drenching glow
while she rests in the shade of time,
her thoughts lost faraway in lands
where sea begins to meet another sky.
lovely girl, wherever you are,
know that someone made
a cast from what you left,
one footprint in the sand.