TOES IN SAND

In One Step...
The whole universe changes...
Then it takes shape again...
A foot brushed with an earthly film...
A land graced with sediments and crystals...
Even the bird...
He flies south to find that yielding firmness...
Guided by the heat of the Golden Star...
He circles the ocean looking for fresh fish...
And as he takes another step...
He makes a splash in the ocean...
Yet feels the rocks deep beneath...
The sand crab watches intelligently...
Preparing its next move...
A Master of this footing...
That same crab will not have its dream deferred...
Not by a foot...
Tis a moment felt by the ant...
Watching pollen fly from the stem...
Watching children eat doughnuts and milk...
Watching the father feed them...
Watching the mother enjoy from afar...
But only in vision...
Only deep within the dream state...
And even upon waking...
Her peace remains...
The trunk of the tree amidst season changes...
The toes in the sand with no beach in sight...
And upon taking another step...
Volcanos erupt and flowers grow...
And possibly more sand is formed...


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