With every step I trace,
Footprints in the sand's embrace,
Curiosity ignites the mind,
In the quest, what will I find?

Imprints left by those before,
Echoes of a distant lore,
Each mark a tale, a silent scream,
Of dreams pursued, of hopes unseen.

The grains of time beneath my feet,
Whisper secrets, bittersweet,
In the labyrinth of the unknown,
I wander, yet I'm not alone.

Footprints in the sand may fade,
Ephemeral, in time's cascade,
But those on the moon, forever bright,
Guide us through the darkest night.

The path ahead, a mystery,
Unfolds in endless history,
With every pulse, my heart aligns,
To the rhythm of these ancient signs.

Footprints fade, but questions stay,
Guiding me along the way,
In the dance of dusk and dawn,
Inquisited, leads me on.
© Shree Mukherjee