Grains

See that speck, there, that pebble?

That minute grain of sand?

Yes, that one right there

In the palm of your hand.

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It's nothing worth noting.

Just a small building block

That fortifies bonds

And strengthens a rock.

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It's a piece, just a fragment,

One in ten billion score,

Of vast deserts and beaches

On this world, and more.

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But, look a bit closer.

Look deeper and see,

It, too, is a construct,

Like you and like me.

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It's much more than its surface.

Inside, it's a jumble

Of minuscule worlds

That twirl and tumble.

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It's our kin on this level.

It's ragged and rough,

Imperfect, just like us,

Made of the same stuff.

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It's magic, and part

Of this magical place,

From the depths of the oceans

To the vastness of space.

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And we're all intertwined,

You, that pebble and me.

In a way we can't fathom,

By a bond we can't see.

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And we need that connection.

We must have it to thrive.

Without it, we flounder,

Just barely alive.

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Feel the ground underneath you.

Feel the birds in the air.

Be at one with the cosmos,

And I'll see you out there.

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This was inspired by the Grains of Sand Challenge, created by Cendrine Marrouat. You can read about it and enter your own creation, here: