Listening to Footsteps

All going nowhere

You stepped on land the other day

but planet earth was not under your feet.

small steps, large steps it didn’t matter.

And all around the spaces aside from dark matter

were people, people everywhere,

people in everywhereness of all kinds 

everywhere people just walking and walking

with no path, no goals, just a sweet silence listening to their footsteps.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jonathan! The inspiration from a day traveling with friends in Croatia. It was magic!

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Alfred this poem had a deepness to me, it felt what is felt by another's eyes watching society in the brink of all. I really loved it:)

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hey thank you from two excellent poets. Sami I visited you the other day looking for another gem. I'm waiting guy!

[Sami Khalil]

I really like this write beloved poet. Amazing indeed...:)..............

[Frieda P]

There's a saying in Italian, Il dolce far niente, which means the sweetness of doing nothing, your poem reminded me of that stillness. Well said Alfred.