SUMMER SAND
( multum in parvo )
My hand thrust deep into the sand
held there to enjoy the warmth
then slowly
cupped fingers
rose to the surface
Captured universes
Stellar galaxies
emerging into the salty air
The slightest shift
in Creation’s framework
Reconfigured
to my design
And as I straightened
fingers
to a flat palm
And then gently spread
those same fingers
The sand
water-fell
to return to its kind
Just a residue
of grains
still adhering
to my warmth
But
however small
I had disturbed the Earth
Re-designed The natural world
Left my mark on creation
Forever in its debt
[ © WHB . . . With my grateful thanks to Canadian artist, Alma Kerr,
for the inspiration and the original photographs ]
Roland's Ragbag 