Sand Poem by Trishy Emokid
Sand
is there a heart in the sand
that i run through my fingers
its hot grains burn
there everlasting words
onto my fingers
that i cease to be able to read
but they tell the epic story
of rocks going to war
with water
to erode them so harshly
to turn them into grains
which we take for granted
or forget that the were once
hard stone that
are the most previlant piece of earth
known to man
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