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Water and sand

Think about
This fountain
It is water
From the sand
It is the movement
Of the moon
It crashes 
In waves
It breaks
And it falls
And it moves
You
And within you
Whether
You like it
Or not
We are water
We are sand
And we can 
Build castles
And if 
You think of
One thing
Before you sleep
Remember 
The ever changing
Of the desert
And think 
On it 
A while
Those dunes
Have stories
To tell
Lines to draw
And they're written
All over 
Your skin
Read
Learn
And somewhere 
Inside
Let yourself
Understand

◄ Dust n bones

Shooting Angels ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 30th Aug 2014 12:53

I appreciate your intellectual scope and related associations. And those final two lines are dynamic - to be receptive. It is humanly amazing what we deny ourselves of individual understanding.

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