Grains of wishes

Scooped up in colored pails
Dreams and wishes
Like grains of sand
Sticking to the soul
Rubbed in to slough away
The negativity
Leaving smooth memories
Of a day of bliss.
Storm cloud backdrop
Life pushes its gifts
From deep below
Caught and mired in the grasses
For our treasure hunt
Specimens of beauty
Each moment lived
Held gently then set free
To return to the sea of the heart.
Waves move in tandem
As salt air fills the lungs
Breathing in the joy of this life
As footprints wash away
As the tide rushes in
Erasing each trace
Of presence.

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