One Foot in the Water, One Foot in the Sand
One foot in the water, one foot in the sand
I realize how small and insignificant I am
The empty blue expanse on one side, the bland pastel on the opposite
I trace imaginary lines in the water and earth and pretend it is Sanskrit
The sand goes until too far and my vision is blurred
The blue goes on forever like my intentions, my soul is stirred
One foot in the deep unknown
One foot in sinking solid, safely shown
Billions of grains, billions of drops
On either side, they notice me not
Too much sand, I am buried alive
Too much water, and I am drowning struggling to survive
Dunes of sand misshapen and formless
The water is calm and waves barely crest
I pause and breathe
Then I pick my foot up and there is a print
A ripple on the other side from where my foot went
I notice a child make shapes from a bucket
A jet ski chops the water, turns around and jumps it.
Then I start to see the grains as I look in closely from afar
Too many to count like possibilities there are
I look at the Pacific and scoffingly grin
You are not a sea of fears or problems I might find myself in
But one of the seven wonders vast and wide
Like my spirit and ambitions soaring so high
I turn to the beach, Santa Monica in the distance
My optimism is beautiful, like the sands infinite grit
Take a handful of both and revel in the difference
My perception is what impacts and shapes my existence
In one hand is land, the other is sea
I am holding the earth and look down at the earth holding me
Now a bright light replaces the dim
Because the smallness I felt came from within
One foot in the water One foot in the sand
I have an impact and can choose to be who I truly am.
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