because you are blessed
and god blesses
the quiet peaceful soul
with the gift of hearing
his voice
amidst the celestial chatter
brought about by the immeasurable
din of silence,
blessed although
you are caught in the eye of
the storm of life
send the subliminal
crashing down unveiling the surface
of real self
never to slip and fall victim
to the waters of conformity,
for you are but a grain of sand
and apt to forget self
and drown

you have been blesed
as a grain of sand
to not be seized by the ocean
with possibilties infinite
intuit poetically
fusing mind, body, and soul
with the flame of rhyme
embodying humanity whole

and with the force of
nouns
and
and spirited verbs
hold down ground
and pierce through
cemented souls
and
concrete conscious thought
dwindling the apathetic
phasing out the nonchalant

remixing thoughts
and reverberating notions
to find a new course of action
time and again

time forces it's
temporal factions
on the life force
but
the life force is eternal
as is your art

and so god has blessed
the grains of sand
collecting us all in his hands
making a fortress of us
never to be washed away
by the waters of time....

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