The sand grain witness

The sand. the sand grain desert sand. a wind sweeps along
an arid earth, takes it in its mouth to satisfy its desire for

moisture. with blinded eyes, it seeks the darkness in the
light. it moves in a circular motion, walks sideways to

feel its shadow; losing itself on the crest of a dune, the
shadow in the depth of a sea; so drowns the moisture;

a prophet man sows the sand, reaps the grain; under the
silence of the sun. he breathes the rain, brushes his hand

along the desert texture, his fingers paint his face. he does
not seek the false truth. speaks with a languid artesian well

voice. he eats the night air, he is not afraid. crosses a barren
land like a child’s pull toy; the heat fill his sandals with cold

from desolation; his soul dangles from a watch chain; the
timepiece glass cracks from a second hand ticking backwards,

backwards. rest he bequests in an oasis, the mirage envelopes;
thin, fragile layers of imagination tempt him, hunger kisses him,

he eats the fruit, sown in the cold desolation of his desert soul
willing time forward; seeking to leave the gritty reality of barrenness,

moisture seeping slowly into a body desiccated from
the journey across the sandy desert his life had become

feels once again the warm coursing of hope through
a heart cold and empty

startles at the rhythm of his heart; remembering the beat of life
long denied from too much pain barely endured

the sand shifting as he moves again
wind gentle with the music not heard for so long

movement forcing him over the last dune
out of the frozen heat and back into

a landscape painted by colors
of a life to be lived.

Copyright © 01/31/2013 lance sheridan®

Sand

63 comments on “The sand grain witness

  1. Watt says:

    Beautiful poem. 😊

  2. This is thought provoking and fascinating, and just beautifully constructed!

  3. I love the feeling of hope at the end…

  4. I could read this again and again, and still feel and taste the sand, still find something new, still savour each line. it is really, truly a masterpiece.

  5. lampmagician says:

    Reblogged this on lampmagician and commented:
    Seeking the darkness in the light ❤ 🙏

  6. delphini510 says:

    Lance, I am quite taken with your poem as you paint such darkness and despair, only to turn it
    all around to light and hope.
    Two favourites stanzas ” moisture seeping slowly into a body desiccated from
    the journey across the sandy desert his life had become

    feels once again the warm coursing of hope through
    a heart cold and empty ”

    Miriam

  7. Quite impressed and touched, Elisabeth

  8. Beautiful poem one which I can really relate to. This has been my life for 5 years and now have reached the time of colours to be added to the desert and stark life.

  9. Mary Mangee says:

    Lance, your words are so deep. I can never get enough. Thanks again for sharing your gift.

  10. Wow! This deserves many a reread Lance as one cannot digest such richness in one sitting alone. Excellent work, with many great images arising from your poetic lines. Oh, and I really enjoyed the “DustBowl III” video that crazywitch25 posted … it complimented your poem perfectly! Thank you.

  11. rabirius says:

    Wonderful poem, Lance.

  12. Rashi Singh says:

    So beautiful! Especially loved the last stanza!

  13. Sounds like the Prophet Elijah.

  14. Oh I love your written mysticism.

  15. Devon Brock says:

    Lance,

    This speaks wonderfully on the isolation we all feel, and that lurching forward to seek fulfillment, whether it be love or simply water. Often, people find in land and seascapes little more than pretty pictures, but in these things, we find our own smallness and either rejoice or recoil in fear, thus their enduring power.

    D

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