Sand

poetry

Lines tracing lines in brittle paths
Mountains worn smooth and small as grain
Crumbling between fretted fingers
Tumbling to miniature spires
Amid a canvas of green and salt

Delicate dimples curving portraits
Memories shape shift and scuttle
Leaping down shallow ravines
Bracing for cascading bubbles
To overflow and wash away
Refreshing a pallet never ending

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