Will I be able to leave behind any footsteps?
During my recent trip, I spent a long time, walking by the shore, watching the sands and soft waves. And I started to think about footsteps on the sand, and how it reminded me of life.
Regardless of how deep I tried to dig my steps, the ocean waves just washed them all away. Gone, just like that. There were no traces of me, no evidence that I have walked over there, just moments ago.
Perhaps, such transience is the beauty of human life.
But it makes me wonder if there could possibly be any ways where I can leave a trace of footsteps on the Earth I’ve walked. I never really liked to be in the center of attention, and rather spend my time watching people. But I suppose it’s nice to be remembered… isn’t it?
When I closed my eyes and felt the waves rolled… I wished that I could make a difference, somehow.
I wish to live, knowing that I have fought a good fight for something worthy. I wish that when I’m gone, there would be hearts that were touched, and footsteps that people can learn from.
Such lofty wish.
And yet… I still haven’t really figure out at which direction I’m going.
//Taken at Nusa Dua beach, Bali.