Kneel down

On the ground

Lift the earth

Sift it

Through your hands

They're desert sands

Insecure ashes

Shimmering under rays


Stand up

Stand tall

Upon the sands

Where nothing lasts

And though the earth 


Fly away beneath you

Better to have stood

Shimmering under rays


This poem is about: 
Our world


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