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.