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A Tiny Grain of Sand part 2

Water is the only visitor for us here it tickles thunder and lightning signal their arrival drops form rivers as it trickles The force of its power tries to shape us carves our prickles Transformed in our way unlike the idols we surround so simple yet fickle   The invisible hand of wind sweeps, a breeze of fingers it creeps gives us the power to fly It comes for some but not all this time, refusals denied, our departure without tears, no time to cry Some are left to watch them go do they look back do they try Our land paints a new picture everyday grains turn to dust carried into the sky     Where do they go when they are out of sight Is the landscape is forever changed as they are taken away day and night The sand is forever shifting winds grows strong and too hard to fight I see them carried away without wings I finally take flight   Caught on a wind and carried to the sky the limits of which impossible to show  I have never before seen the size of this mighty lion or this many buildings bellow The beach beneath me as far as I can see continues to grow Over the top of the pyramids higher and higher and higher I go   From here I see the desert that for so long I called home I am on a journey controlled by the wind I feel so alone There are others here with me I see them and feel strong I wonder if the ones on the ground will know that I have gone   For the first time ever I look past the clouds I look down on the birds a river the crowds Higher still higher I hope for more if I am allowed For the first time, I see what I was a part of and of that I am proud   Up here I see stars where only astronauts play The sky has no end I see night and see day Have others seen these same things was their journey this way I am scared and excited unable to return so here I must stay   Far below me, the horizon curves the land away rivers feed the oceans The land moves from beneath me below blue water in my heart warm emotions Everything to be seen at once but not a part of the grounds commotion Peace is found isolated in this cloud from dirt to sand to dust all promotions  

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