A Grain of Sand

The spring wrestled the grain of sand And scattered it free floating in the Whirlwind on natures’ crystal spring A tiny bird swept in to sip a drink A dazzled by the floating grain Tasted it and swallowed it and now Airborne the grain of sand traveled To a field of blueberries and flowers And the bird now hungry ate of the Berries and some of the insects And excreted the grain of sand And the skies opened and the rains Came and the tiny grain of sand Became lodged against a great rock The sun came out and dried the Tiny grain of sand and it adhered To the big rock and now it was no longer A tiny grain of sand but a big rock And if felt fulfilled and powerful And thankful and complete.