Sand dune of grains finite
to nothingness, emptiness
from full to half, and to nil
it transforms with time
can be seen decreasing
decreasing to fill the other half beneath
decreasing from mortality
and transforming to
stillness, immorality.The grains, as if incidents of life
pass through, a single one at a time,
through a thin opening, ageing.
Even the opening takes a sigh
and silence, stillness prevails.
-©Rahul Singh
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