White sand slipping slowly out of my hands taught me 'The Form' of particulated existence contributing each way to the beauty in being.
And smilingly making way with the flow,
Resting onto Earth ..
With shining joy and sparkling glaze.
:)
Be Sand
Be Sparkling
Be rested joyously .
And smilingly making way with the flow,
Resting onto Earth ..
With shining joy and sparkling glaze.
:)
Be Sand
Be Sparkling
Be rested joyously .
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