Living the Moment

I walk alone along the sandy shore. A waxing moon guiding my every step Leaving shallow sandy footprints behind; I stop and look back as the upsurge wave Washes over them and where I now stand Then ebbing back into its salty self Taking with it all traces of the past; I look out over the expansive sea With its shimmering, glimmering swells; I gaze into the infinite darkness Of cold space drizzled with celestial stars. A feeling of sadness overwhelms me In knowing that all this nightly splendor Will one night present itself without me. I am now the past. The moon, sea and stars live on ad infinitum.