The sand of the sea,
the falling raindrops
who can assess them?
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Your title and poem, Tony, first make me think of God’s promise to Abraham about all his descendants—when he as yet had no children! And then I think of the infinitude of God and our place, our knowledge, in contrast. As it goes in the close of Psalm 124, God’s strong name is our help, the same God who made heaven and earth. -Glen
Breathtaking imagery is crafted with your words. Thank you for sharing such passionate poetry!