A single grain of
sand,
the DNA of Mother
Earth.
A seed that rolled
along Oceans for millennia.
This grain,
formed from the heat
of all there was, is and
will be,
the "was"
that peeled unconscious life
into beings that walk
the land.
The land that drank
deep.
The first Man.
The first Woman.
The first Child.
That which held the
prints of hands, knees and
the foreheads
of the first Prayer.
This seed call sand,
had ships shadow over it
as they
circumnavigated the World.
This seed called
sand, had laid upon it drowned
bodies
of Mothers, Fathers,
sons and daughters
kidnapped.
Robbed of home.
Blood.
Bone.
This seed called
sand, moved by hurricanes and
land shifts,
creatures and coral.
This seed, called
sand is the truest of Bible.
Torah.
Quran.
Written in a language
of God that took Billions
of years to write.
More Billions to
read.
And eternity of
speak.
This sand.
This seed.
This of many from a
bit of mountain,
a fraction of Unity. Universe.
SEEDS AND SAND (Umoja) by Shazza Nakim
Copyright © by Peace of Mind Publishings and with permission by Shazza Nakim
