Love and Fluidity
As the ethereal wind impetuously sweeps the sands
It pushes the tiny grains to and fro
As with the use of invisible hands
The sands of life so fluid and slow
Forever changing, the grains shift, never ceasing patterns emerging
Every grain, a symbol of ourselves, shifting, never ending
Our lives sifting together, forever surging
Furrows and ridges, always bending
Love shifting and scattering all that it touches to the winds of time
It's passion can leave you empty, or lift you to the sublime.
M. Bell
For us old guys... use a darker font color, gurl
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