A Grain of Sand

Dunes need sand, Whales need krill, just what does a soul need to survive?

 

A grain of sand, nothing more
blowing and rolling about the shore.
All alone, one takes no note
its moving about the wild sea oat.

 

 

Soon to fall and move no more
the Wind takes another from the shore.
Blown again under the night’s full moon
it finds the oats and forms a dune.

 

 

To rise or fall, the tender dunes wait
as Wind moves sand to receive its fate.
They welcome me back each day anew
as I walk within the sunrise hue.

 

 

It is the same but different now
the dunes I see as I make this vow: 
“Dear Lord, I thank you for this day
the same is new in a gentle way.”

 

 

“Each dune is sculpted with your hand
by blowing around each grain of sand.
The dune has beauty as a whole
but is nothing with out the single sand’s soul.”

 

 

“I pray we learn from the grain of sand
to become a part of your larger plan.
We each have beauty within our core
it’s by coming together, we become much more.”

Reviews

[Carole]

I love this but I am especially drawn to your prayer at the end:

"Dear Lord, I thank you for this day
the same is new in a gentle way."

"Each dune is sculpted with your hand
by blowing around each grain of sand.
The dune has beauty as a whole
but is nothing with out the single sand's soul."

"I pray we learn from the grain of sand
to become a part of your larger plan.
We each have beauty within our core
it's by coming together, we become much more."

We can indeed learn a lesson from the grain of sand as we picture ourselves becoming a part of God's larger plan. Written to perfection Michael. A beautiful message, and heart felt at that! Thank you for sharing...

[Valentine]

Michael, I loved this one..It is going to favorites..Sand like the mustard seed..so little but that is all of the faith it takes to move mountains..Very well written..God bless..Valentine

[Pauline Marie Daley]

Beautiful and meaningful. Sometimes its the small things that mean the most. And when they're joined , something amazing is created. I love the line, "Dear Lord, I thank you for this day, the same is new in a gentle way." I dont know exactly why, haha, but that just strikes me. Lovely job. :-)

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A very beautiful scene and a very lovely writing. Thank you taking me there as I read it over again. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Shane Rendon]

WOW...
We are all grains... nothing more (but so much more in turn)
I'm reminded of messages given by Pink Floyd "We're all just ordinary men"
Theres power in this and the over all message... it gives perspective to all the grains of sand out there, and the dune symbolizing togetherness. wow... this is truly amazing.
Thank you for writing this, it has honestly touched me.

[alternative_be]

I just added this as a favourite to 'my library' for I want to keep this poem forever. Your imagenary is perfect! The grain of sand is like a seed, destined to become/feed something bigger, or like the link in a strong chain which would not be able to exist if just the one link were missing!
The same can be said for people, we are each like a little grain of sand, in need of others in order to accomplish a higher purpose.

[Dani California]

"I pray we learn from the grain of sand
to become a part of your larger plan.
We each have beauty within our core
it's by coming together, we become much more."

Lovely! Truly lovely!
The metaphor usage here is outstanding....

Indeed, together we create castles,
separately we are barely even visible...

Bravo Michael! Nice work!

[Sayuri Hiroshi]

It has an amazing visual and I can feel the emotion that you had when you wrote this. It's amazing and it takes my breath away.

[Rainbowco]

I read aloud, and this poem is a pleasure for spoken words. Thoughtful, with good turn of phrase.

[BLFK]

After reading this, I realize how much better of a writer you are than me! Thank you for even reviewing "You and Me". This is outstanding! I could picture it all, because I was recentally staring at a dune. How perfect to then read this. I am very very impressed. . . I don't know what else to say. If you do not mind, I'm going to print this out and save it in my poetry journal. . . Beautiful. . .

BLFK