A speck of sand, waits,
centuries together, patiently transforms,
An Immovable block!
When hourglass tilts,
Nature ravages, the rock wilts
Countless specks formed
A perfect circle indeed!
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Yes perfect poem! ! ! Nature's wonderful game so perfectly depicted with intones encopassing every aspect of whole natuaral phenomenon. Welldone Meena.10 sathya narayana