Against the sands of time

I hold within my grasp a single grain of sand, It balances upon my mounds trapped by the lines held with care and tenderness, The ocean grinds the rest  back and take with them my memories, It waits for no-one it doe’s not care for what they hold, The glimmer and the shine has on effect on it’s taking the glimmer has gone whence the grains are dampened, left dulled and wet the thoughts and dreams washed away, but I open my hand and see the shine, this grain of sand…..its dreams and memories are all mine…..



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