Each grain of sand
has a story to tell
of how it landed where it did.
Maybe a big blue fish
swallowed it, to spit it out again
miles away from where it used to be.
And the turmoil of a tsunami
swung it to higher ground,
or gentle currents of the sea
brought it up to the beach.
And human scavengers
came along and dug up a fuss.
Then poor sand, unable to protest,
found itself in an hourglass.
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