Thief of grains of sand,
propping up pebbled
houses next to the water fall…
Each pebble an idea
carried from the pool’s image,
within such a torrent:
reminder of long forgotten lessons
of how to rediscover the present moment…
Or jump on the trampoline
Full of yesterdays and tomorrows
Life’s long torn net cast into a sea of green
Where the roar of waves escapes
pulverizing pebbles into sand
before quietly slipping back into
madness!
Fearful path
Like every rope that draws a new curtain,
Opening the landscape of the universe,
Thief of grains of sand
Forming a stairway to heaven.
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