Sands

Only Sands remain unchanged...

Sands of dawn, ocean’s grandeur;

Trapped among the toes with rising tides,

Touching, caressing, soothing the inner self.

As it recedes, washing away secrets.

Raised by the sands of dawn,

Castles of new beginnings.

Caged hope’s first free breath,

Restless flight of restless wings.

Sands of dusk, shroud of twilight;

In dying afterglow, recognized.

Brutal scavenging of captor’s tools,

Triumphant dance through predator’s hands.

Cradled in the sands of dusk,

Layers of thin films of dust.

Allure of free beliefs and thoughts;

Aging foundation of the universe.

Sands of time, trials of hourglass;

Ruthless, paradoxical intermingled naivety,

Thousands inhuman, futile capturing,

Only reminiscence of whispers through ages.

Buried in the sands of time,

Gnarled roots, dried bones of civilizations,

Ghosts of the fallen empires,

Shadows of the forgotten souls.

Sands of secrets, unforgotten truths;

Caged in the inconsistent sand dunes.

At mercy of merciless sandstorms.

Only sands are unharmed.

Protected in the sands of secrets,

Ever changing facades of time,

Eternal rush of memoirs.

Only sands remain unchanged.