Grains of Sand

The last grains in the hourglass Fall through and come to rest with their brothers Will I come to rest with my brothers? Or be blown away by the winds? In an expanse of dying trees and frozen amber I am a single grain of sand Yearning for the dunes of old Molded by the hands of God Under the desert moon We reveled in the rain And danced in the breeze We erased our pain And prayed on our knees The twister tore through our ranks And scattered us far and wide Yet one day we will unite again In the sea of sands And revel under the desert moon In memory of my grandmother, God rest her soul. Love is your legacy.