All the time, the sands are whispering . . .
rattlesnakes, scorpions, & mice take heed & hear
Most humans, however, are too arrogant –
believing their bulldozers, blasting caps, & big machines
determine how landscapes appear
Imposing Their Will upon the environment
their existence is a battle without end
The sands are patient however
& eventually come out on top
Sand grains might seem insignificant
yet the tiniest things
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