This poem has dual aspect of perception. Walking in sand gives joy at the same moment. And this joy turns into sad while foot mark is erased by wind or water. This provokes thought and brings agony. Sand has effect of mirage. We run behind this and we do not get reality. Still waking in pure sand we learn many things and grow ahead to get success. Brilliant and excellent poem is shared here.10
Thank you so much, Kumarmani. Yes, you are absolutely right. There is that moment when walking on sand gives us joy. That joy gives way immediately, suddenly, and forever when we realize we cannot conquer the ethereal.
The poem bears a nice philosophy, but, would you kindly Clarify the title 'Avanti'.
Thank you so much. Avanti simply translated means Forward. It enables the poem to be interpreted in several ways.
When i read it this what comes to my mind is, a path of here to somewhere...and no idea where its going, i thought it as a symbolic of A journey to walk in lifetime, either we are excited or down..down will bring us ahead right...walk or pushed...but sure, just enjoy the panorama, and we are around you to merry the walk...
Soul, thank you so very, very much. Yes, indeed, the last two lines, taken together, can be taken as a metaphor for life or a lifetime.
M.J., I love this poem. It's inspiring and motivating. Great metaphor! Very vivid imagery. And it reminds me of the time that I tried climbing the giant sand hill in Stanley Park in Vancouver, B.C. What a hoot! If you haven't already done it, go for it. A life-altering experience!
Hi Richard, O yes....I have done that more than once. Standing on any muddy hill on the North Shore after a major rainfall...one's grip becomes vary elusive. Thanks so much for reading.
That is so true to life's experience. The confidence and anticipation of success can often come crashing down around our ears. Very humbling. I totally agree with Valsa's comment being necessary for growth and maturity.10
Thank you so much, Simone. Yes, and there is something about... youth and inexperience....that aura of invincibility that eventually disappears in the sands.
Some of our efforts may crumble down like sand hills..... but that should not deter us from trying again or moving forward! Life cannot be always one of conquest! It is also one of defeats! When we become seasoned enough to accept victory and defeat, it is a giant step to growing up! Succinct and thought provoking!
Thank you, Valsa! I think maybe I am maturing. There are times when life throws me an outcome, and I can't tell. Is it a conquest? Is it a defeat? I'm not sure, then, when that column of sand may appear.
the column of sand begged for a touch, stepping forward into a grandular welcome, the sands fell in years of falling time, come forward come in to the warm welcome of sand, but at a touch the sands of time must fell, time is the hand of fate waiting to pull us into a future soon past
Terry, this is a perfect realization. There have been so many times I assumed something was solid, rock solid, as they say. But one slight touch later, and reality imposed a consequence, an outcome that time unraveled in accordance with its own will.
It's discouraging to feel that way, isn't it? But.... could it be that we are too hard on ourselves? If we climb half-way up that sand hill, could that mean we will get tougher, stronger, more agile, and the next time we tackle that sandhill, we get all the way up. Then what happens to us if the sandhill crumbles beneath us and we wind up at the base of the hill? Well, speaking from experience, we hope the horse we rode up doesn't roll down on top of us. Very thought provoking metaphor. Sometime we mistake a sandhill for a glorious mountain and put all that work and effort into it to find it wasn't worth it. Sigh. Makes me want to go kick a skunk- -oh, I already wrote a poem about kicking a skunk... Excellent philosophic poem, my friend. 10.
Hi Susan, Thank you so much. Yes, there are those days that drag us down, just like that rapidly evaporating sand dune. Other days, all the exact opposite. When I was working on this poem some time ago, I noticed that if you insert a stop, a period, at the end of teh second line- -that's what changes the meaning of the poem. It is possible to give this a very positive read, or the downer- I guess, that's life. Thanks so much for you wisdom and insight. And that horse rolling down over top....I can't imagine. I hope that never did happen! !
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7/29/2025 3:55:22 AM # 1.0.0
What matters is u trie moving forward. Even if the diection may seem wrong. Cheers. Nice haiku
Thank you, AB. I totally agree...going a little down is no problem...as long as we manage some forward movement!