Tomorrow’s hope

Swishing splash

and feet are moved

a carrying onward

this sigh here

wrapped in golden embrace

it’s pause, lifts

and purpose, hazy…

dissipates, a flitting into breeze.

All steps before

random and aimless

seeking a splash

a leap forward

know the sea

can only offer so much

but seconds precious

are worth

This Sigh.

Paula Antonello, Prose. Copyright: Saturday, May 9, 2020.

Image: Sunset by D. Moore.