How do you count--- the sands on shore
They glisten and dazzle on the beach at night
on moonlight against light snow, they shimmer.
They sparkle, flicker like fire, or diamonds bright.
They guide your footsteps beneath starlight
soft against your toes as you wiggle your feet
when you sit on the sands aimless in the night.
You can feel them gently upon your hand
caress your fingertips as you do a lover,
to count the sands you need a magic wand.
This is a sand and shale beach where the surf boils
the ocean flecked with whitecaps of waves curling
a frenzied foam is dashed on shore to waters recoils.
How insignificant you are strolling idly on sands
but it feels good, and keeps your ego from inflating,
while your heart dreams of flying to distant lands.
@jjote022824
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