Two grains of sand.

by

Azra Daniel Francis

Two grains of sand were flung together
In the eye of a desert storm.
The one turned and said to the other,
I think we've met before.

Not being the least amazed

The other said, Yes, I know.

Ten-thousand years ago.

You were the master while I slaved.
What a time we had, you and I,
Cavorting as human life;
You, believing in the power of your boot;
And I in God and Justice and Truth.

As memory stirred, it continued,

Ha! Ha! How we clung to being alive,

As in ignorance we construed

It to be the most precious prize.
Ho! Ho! Guffawed the first.
Merely life was your delusion.
I was a fool a thousand times worse.
I believed I was divinely chosen.

And more they reminisced

Not in joy, nor regret, nor malice,

Until the nomad storm

Flung them eternities apart once more.

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