Stars rain and shine in grains of sand. Take to the wind and flower as seas sweep the sands within and without tides that ever flow under diamond skies. Wild dogs crack the silence with mad howling foam touching all of the seas and shores. Freight trains rumble as steel wheels spark dark flashes in the valley of tears and stars rain to shine in grains of sand. Pale strong fingers scratch the screen window rather like a moth fluttering for light, or away, from light. A moon lit outline on the sand in silence. Holding on as ever one may hold on to the light in the heat and chill of night while stars rain and shine in grains of sand.
As ever be well, Stephen Craig Rowe