The desert roars in my ears...
the wind has torn the sand from one a hill to another...
it has dispersed it...
it has pulled it from the earth...
...it has eroded it...
will the sand mix in with this new soil, this new earth?...
will another wind blow?
where will these grain of salt and sand land next?
the wind has brought them to my face,
its sensation is so different, that I just want to remove them,
to scratch, to get them out of my skin, even if I excoriate it...
then I try to ignore it, to pretend it's not there,
but it is there...
and then I remember,
I realize that I'm one more grain of sand in the desert, hoping to blend in new ground
I realize how the sand got where it is, and the wind that scraped off its old home.
And then I receive it, I welcome it, I embrace it...
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