A 10-year-old poetry, finally finds its place on my blog!

I walk silently by the sea

I can feel the waves touch my feet

I look down and see the tiny bubbles

That live only for the moments

When I look back, I find

The footprints that I left on wet sand

Waves wash them away

Along with the memories that lay

I can see a tiny spot in the sea

That must be a ship that sails

Moving with the waves and battling all the storms

Thus struggling like all life forms

As I move ahead,

I know not where I go

Away from my destiny

Or moving near as though

I see the people striding along the beach

All the laughs and cries I hear

It is the world I still belong to,

Yet I find it nomore near...