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Thursday, April 22nd 2004, by Marissa A Spencer Lost in the Sand Where is time in this frozen moment? In what sphere is it swinging in rhythm? See the undulating grinding of innumerable pebbles As the ocean’s castles desolve to tiny grains along the beach. Then above, the kestrel is suspended and time stops. Clouds move past, wind swirls and the mist crashes the shore And time once more moves along the path. The light ascends and withdraws in recurring frames Then it falters and flickers to hold still. Lovers vagabond by rock and limpet. Becoming a timeless phantom of countless lovers, Walking nameless shores in pointless directions. The sun shines at the fleeting memory And then becomes lost in the sand. © March 19,2002 Marissa A Spencer

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