On The Sands Of Time, I Place My Print Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

On the Sands of Time, I Place my Print

Sands on the ground are below our feet,
They are there before we were born
And they are there even after our death.

Sands are like rings of time under the sun
They are there in drought or when monsoon comes
They are there in floods and in high and low tides.

Sands are part of God's creative hands
They are there to serve us as we walk on them
And they are there to be served by us.

Sands hear the secrets in our mind and heart
As we walk on them, bearing our own stories
Of joy and pain, fear and doubt, despair and hope.

Let us place our print in the sands of time:

Our print of courage as we face death
Our print of hope when despair comes
Our print of service as we give and receive;

Our print of solidarity as we share each other's burdens
Our print of unity with creation as responsible humanity.
Let the sands of time record the footprints we leave behind.