Tuesday, October 31, 2006

A grain of sand



In the desert where time drifts between dark and light, every grain of sand lies independently from another. It is an entity on its own and yet when moved, it creates an ever changing landscape. The wind plays with sand, shifts it, moulds it and yet does not control it as each grain lies independently from another. It may seem like a barren landscape, yet when the wind sings and the moon shines, the grain of sand can glitter like gold yet it is only a grain of sand. It moves not until it is carried. It does not matter whether it is on top of the dune or at the bottom, it is an entity on its own, it flows, it shifts and it is part of a beautiful landscape.

In the desert where time drifts between dark and light, a storm gathers. The sun shines and warms the grains, the wind whips them up and shifts them in a different shape. The grain on top, now finds itself buried by others, lying together yet an entity on its own. It is still there, the wind does not play, yet animals burrow and shift the grain aside to create a path through the darkness. Some grains go deeper, others rise, lying together, individually and together, quite independent from each other. In the coolness of the darkness there is no movement, there is no sound, only stillness, there is no sun, only darkness. The grain cannot move, an entity on its own and quite independent from another. In the darkness it cannot glisten, yet what arises from the deepness is a trace of water, embracing the grain with its coolness. Some grains go this way, others that way, moving as they are carried in the path of the waterdrop.

In the desert where time drifts between dark and light, every grain of sand lies independently from another. It is an entity on its own and yet when moved it creates an ever changing landscape. The desert can be fearful to one and beautiful to another. A grain of sand has no power, it cannot move until it is carried, it knows no fear, it knows not its beauty, it is and entity on its own, independently from another and yet it can create and shift mountains, sing with the wind and glisten in the sun.

In the desert where time drifts between dark and light, a grain of sand lies independently from another, an entity on its own, yet infinitely connected, moved when carried silently.

Moonstone
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