Sands of Time (& Us) - rec by @DEARDOVESWINGS : STARING AT THE GRAINS OF SAND AND FEELING A LITTLE LIKE THEM SOMETIMES

 

Crushed shells and stone and bones once warm
Sands are past made small and slight
Each grain once lived or braved the storm
Erosion by time, still touched by light

Will I, too, crumble down someday
Become the dust beneath a tread?
Not gone, just shaped another way
A coarse amidst the chorus dead

(Fleck of me rides breeze,
Maybe laid near ocean's shore,
Or chafing an ass.)

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-- Sometimes I feel like I'm scattered too, sprawled out in every which way. Other times I feel like I've been ground down, but that I've changed and I'm still here, like everyone else ever. Maybe when the human race is extinct we'll find each other again in bits of dirt and sand or somethin'. A piece of me might wind up mingling with a piece of you, or like, irritating the evolved asscheeks of some future creature. 

-- “In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth.” - Rachel Carson

-- "I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere" - Anakin Skywalker

(I am at all times both of these quotes)