Like a grain of sand in the wind,
when a storm blows over land,
losing touch, flying your way
across waves before landing
in cold water, sinking into sea
to be forgotten
this is my love for you.

It won’t reach you in due time
but like the grain it will stay put
remain and waiting without change
as part of this earth
amongst so many others
that wash back to the shore
to become a piece of strand again.

My love for you won’t leave me
even in this storm. Like a grain
it is solid, indestructible.
It might sink into sea, but will return.
Like a grain of sand on the beach,
it has a chance that you will find it.
And that your hand will lift it up again.


Comments on: "Grain" (10)

  1. so far, I am enjoying Veritas very much – about one third into it – you are a gifted poet

  2. perishandrepent said:

    Beautiful poem that bridleth – nay, civilizeth – these words to mere message in a bottle.

    Loved it.

  3. Time is a long river. We are grains of sand inside its flow. We are part of the earth in spite of our smallness. That we get together with love is a true miracle.

  4. A beautiful poem for love. I like the use of the sand to make your point. Thank you for the excellent poetry.

  5. How, on reading this, can one not think of William Blake’s:
    ‘To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.’

    A lovely poem of belief and endurance, Ina. XO

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