Sand
Sand is the
weary descendant of all rocks,
It is the
tired wise man and the fearless child.
It is the
ever-walking; never-stopping form of life,
Which, as it
travels on its world class tour rarely stops to rest
It is hardly
ever seen while it is on its journey,
But is commonly
seen while still,
Piling up on
the shore,
Driving its
way up and creating the beach.
It is
smaller than most things you see,
But is used
in so many ways that it can be bigger than anything,
It is an important material in life,
not only physically but also mentally; it is a presentation of what life is and what it will become.
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