Jacob Samuelson
Active Member
Sands, sands from a thousand lands
infused by nature's circumstance
pressed by Mother's mighty hands
and formed with Neptune's golden lance
With stripes of browns, whites and blacks,
silvers, blues, purples, and greens
With bumps, dents, nubs, and cracks
pushed through life's eternal stream.
Inspired by the moonlit sky
Heated and warmed in the blazon sun
Unprejudiced from the flakes of time
As sands of all soon blend to one
Upon a rock a utopia's seen
A heaven, a hell, a somewhere between.
infused by nature's circumstance
pressed by Mother's mighty hands
and formed with Neptune's golden lance
With stripes of browns, whites and blacks,
silvers, blues, purples, and greens
With bumps, dents, nubs, and cracks
pushed through life's eternal stream.
Inspired by the moonlit sky
Heated and warmed in the blazon sun
Unprejudiced from the flakes of time
As sands of all soon blend to one
Upon a rock a utopia's seen
A heaven, a hell, a somewhere between.