quicksands...

During a recent walk along a wintery stretch of coastline, I stood still and looked down.  Content in my enjoyment of the familiar patterns at my feet, I felt comfortable at a stand still and smiled.

Seconds later as I glanced up that sense of complacency washed away, and I envied the ability to take flight.

Walking past the sandy contours, I now exercised a bit more caution avoiding the captivating glances of those seductive impressions along the way.