Sand grain

A metaphor for the human condition

A simple grain of sand,
waits, wishful for a wave,
with infinite comrades,
from view, not far away.
With a washed hand, reaches,
for one eroded speck,
pulls it from the beaches,
where it had felt neglect.
Now swims in the ocean,
deep, dark blue, and endless,
rid of all but motion,
no sights, no sounds, senseless.
The water's rise and fall,
sends the sand grain roaming,
as the sun's color crawls,
into bed 'till morning.

Author's Note

My attempt at form. Six syllables per line, A-B-A-B rhyme.

Reviews

[J.P.O.et]

I like how you gave yourself rules, it's a challenge sometimes isn't it
As for the piece, excellent
Love the metaphor of people being just 'A simple grain of sand' among the masses
Now swims in the ocean........rid of all but motion' great line and last two lines are great too
You have a way of ending with a real flourish, Well done
J.P.O.et

[Michael W. Farrelly]

Thought you were gonna lose the flow an ryhtm on the third stanza but the way it pulls together and keeps the flow and form is very well done. Really like this one.