In his poem ‘Psalm of Life’, Longfellow talked about ‘footprints in the sands of time’. Though it then falls into other topics later, this line struck me as very significant, and I stored it away for future use. And I was proved right. So, one day, me and me friends had a hell of our time at the beach, and I went there and dug my leg in deep. Obviously, there was a footprint(or a shoe print). However, in like 10 seconds, a huge wave came crashing and the beautiful footprint(or shoe print) was washed away. And the metaphor came to mind too. Makes sense, does it not? Our footprints in time, our deeds, our actions, our memory, how long will it be till all is washed away too, and we are absolutely forgotten? How long till a huge wave comes crashing down, and the footprint(or shoe print) is washed away? Nice thing to occupy the night. 🙂
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Interesting metaphor, certainly!! I’m a sucker for any sort of footprints in the sand perspectives, having given myself to the beauty and and faith in the story about those footprints in the sand 🙂
Thank you for your visit on my blog, and the good words you left behind 🙂 God Bless!
Devdan, thank you for the visit and the good words for the write.
That is a wonderful metaphor indeed, the footprints in the sand. A favourite one too!
Love the blue backgroud here. Very soothing!
Thanks to you too, and I feel the same about the background. 🙂
reminds me about dhobi ghat. when the girl (dunno he name) says something like- you can write your secrets on the sand. the sea will wash it away, take it away. no one will read it. it’ll all be dissolved in the sea.
lovely idea. and metaphor. 😀