Sands Poem by Witter Bynner

Sands



I Lay on a dune and slept,
Sharp grasses by my head:
While armies far-off warred and wept,
I joined the earth instead...

Until I moved my hand
And was awake again
And shook myself out of the sand
To the cold wind of men.

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