Measure of One
One thousand hands run
the time thru sand and
Nature calls as diamond
falls upon the land.
Watch the stars to see
the time thru sand as
streaks thru skies
with fire in eyes
has One thru Sand.
And it's Time again...
A season comes...
The return of a sun...
The knowledge at hand
given to us,
created as One.
My eyes are given to see
the sounds in front of me.
Creation comes toward us,
blue night surrounds us.
In Time, our creation will be.
Carry your thoughts with
heart in hand as the heart
form starts with diamond
strands that fall from skies
in a Night that flies with
form and plan....
The Measure of One...
One Diamond Strand....
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