I stared down at them, placing
my own feet at their side.
They were tiny. Delicate.
A wave came and took them
with it, the sand supporting
me rolling away with it until
I could not stand.
I fell in the salty blackness.
I opened my eyes
to see the footprints
floating there beside me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem