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Grain of Sand
I am a grain of sand,
Alone I am noticed by those in whose eyes I temporarily rest
But even to do this I need the wind to guide me, or the sea to wash me.
I am but a particle in an endless and changing universe
I am because of what has gone before me
What I become is a result of what I am now
I can lie forever in oblivion or I can change the world
I am small or great
Let me slip through your fingers, let me be your vase or your bridge
What I am to you is what you want me to be
I am powerful and weak, beautiful and ugly
I am sand, hear me speak
Emma Nel |
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