Sands

 

 

Kneel down

On the ground

Lift the earth

Sift it

Through your hands

They're desert sands

Insecure ashes

Shimmering under rays

 

Stand up

Stand tall

Upon the sands

Where nothing lasts

And though the earth 

Underfoot

Fly away beneath you

Better to have stood

Shimmering under rays

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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