Cosmic Sands

Each moment is new, never before known, as embarked navigation. Situational atmosphere mixes in. Sifts into a branded new creation. We haven't the experience to know what can be. A wonderful incident is possibility. A mystery within an altruistic recipe. Young in-deed is our existening. What is of yet, glistening. Does Righteousness shapeshift and hold secrets beyond our comprehension? God's hands dew excavate into the Cosmic Sands, and shift upon Moments Polarity? Terraforming the Word to defy our expectation? Beckoning at a Vantage-Point,- Clarion Station,- beyond all Clarity? Master's Plan, blinking, winking, as His Will courses through the pulse of Eternity.