One Grain Unseen
I stand as if one grain of sand among billions unseen
as the force of life's storms wash over me
with the same tantamount as this ocean
lashing out against the shore
battered, bloodied, ever changing
yet breathing with the same rhythm
as these waves coming in and out
I watch the horizon bleed
at nighttide as it swallows the sun whole
watching inquisitively at the beauty
with the same curiosity as a child's eyes
peering out for the first time
never questioning the grandeur
as the moon emerges
from the same depths
as the sinking sun
i wish upon a shooting star
clasp my hands on bended knee
then pray as this salty spray reaches my lips
yet i cavil his existence in sorrow
as i kiss the lips of death
03/08/2020
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2020
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