Sand
What are we?
Grains of sand on the beach?
Millions, billions, trillions of us
All of us the same, all of us
In the mercy of the tide
Gentle at times, but
Crushing and powerful
Beyond our shallow imagination
Drifting, drifting night & day
In a cycle of minutes, hours, days, months, years, decades, centuries
Through eternity.....
When did it start
When is it ending
The ambitious and brave of the grains
Try to know
To think they are somehow different
Able, wise
It's funny
Sometimes I hear laughter
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