Yes, how were they to know,
searching in the heat of forenoon dunes,
those high hills of sand
where once the forests grew,
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How clearly you tell of the world as seen in a grain of sand, or a dropp of water, or the mind of mankind. Deep, wonderful work Michael. Scarlett
I'm still waiting for my vocab lesson, Mikey. Hang on a minute: I think this poem is it. Rich, delicious writing conveying a powerful philosophical message in the human condition. Warm regards, Gina.
Michael, this is wonderful! I think this is one of your best! It has such a worldly knowledge to it that I feel if I re-read it I will discover the answer to life's questions.......very impressive. Sincerely, Mary
And why not the universe a grain of sand, the illusion is just that and it is where we live and breathe and forget who we really are that the one lives and breathes through us and is us and we are it. A wonderful poem.