Infinity

Grains of Sand

Grains of sand that I hold in my hand
A universe of magic and wonder,
Miracles and hopes, discovery and pursuit
Beauty and awe, a moment and a chance;
Fondness and regret, passage and renewal.

I hold the remnants of a time,
A life, an experience, a memory;
Its images and voices linger and echo
In the chambers of eternity.

Eternity soothes and caresses;
Endless in her mystery of unspoken secrets
Teasing the curious senses with the softness
Of the whispering wind that lifts veils of dust.

I feel the treasure of sparkling stars and powdered earth
Seeping through my skin, blending and resting
In its untamed grooves with roughness that cleanses.
I walk, leaving footprints; my ghost is disspelled
And the trace of my shadow on the grains of sand
Fades, as infinity takes its claim.