The Grains of Forever

I stand alone by the ocean,

I hear the sand running down,

Grains rattling against each other,

Carrying moments, never waiting,

As I stand alone, breathing

In an endless quietude.

My mind feels like the ocean, vast and quiet,

My heart like the sand, counting days and night,

A moment forever waiting, patient and quiet,

Yet running away in grains, oblivious to my presence,

As I stand alone, listening to the sand.

Copyright by Delilah Das