Water runs
over sand,
over pebbles,
over rocks,
over stones,
over boulders,
over mountainsides.
This is how rain
changes the landscape
forever.
One drop at a time.
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Hourglass
So ashen sifters would transfuse to sand
Deep rivulets that caution clawed by hand.
[Disposable Couplet October 8, 2010]
Dr. Mike
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