Life Sand

Like the windswept sandy dunes on a humid evening
Bracing for whatever change the grains of particles dispersed
Whichever direction, to an fro, all confused yet all measured to exact an action
Being a rearrangement, or a deletion, or perhaps a new addition that was never planned
Such is life, such are counted days within a life
For such as sand, such as wind, such as the forbearing temperatures conspire to recreate the landscape
Know that yes... Life... my friend, my confident, my self
Cannot be controlled, cannot be predetermined, like the grains of sand coming ashore
So, go and enjoy and recreate daily, weekly, yearly!
Everyday is different and unpredictable. So go.