the right the sea
the left the tree
me walking inbetween thee
for everyone to see
going past the slope of waves
sometimes crashing into one, oh my haze!
through care delight i navigate
sometimes other universes populate
and shore and sand do tough collide
I may walk past it, without light.
looking left and looking right
one's live past is just behind
in front is you the both sides of it.
you may choose, today, which one is it?
water and ground, they both exist,
walk gently, for you to exist.