the wind

The day we die

the wind comes down

to take away

our footprints.

The wind makes dust

to cover up

the markings we left

while walking.

For otherwise 

the thing would seem

as if we were

still living.

Therefore the wind

is he who comes

to blow away

our footprints.

~ Southern Bushmen

from A Book of Luminous Things

edited by Czeslaw Milosz