All The Sand Will Ebb And Flow

Walls fail to keep the sand from pouring out,

Toes spread out in time as the moon the waves will never doubt,

Gazing at the vast power of a nocturnal queen who reigns supreme,

A mere reflection of her king the birds call forth to redeem,

Dampened beneath calloused feet time gets washed away,

Keeping it all inside will never let the sand fade,

In love with the pain the matriarch surrenders her crown,

Or perhaps it’s the shining lord who for her steps down

 

 

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