The infinity of the lessons we don't know yet

 The infinity of the  lessons we don't know yet

How the flux of those billiards atomic particles weave into the foundation

We yet not know surely what the resemblance may convey as we look at the

aquarium of life being the fish at the same time

Spending time to find the spice amidst the sand particles

As if looking in the dirt  might mean something substantial

The brush strokes which reveal the long forgotten stone face

elusive feeling which you get when you place yourself in the right spectre

and find yourself

riding waves although

It's "only" sand

Merely the place you felt is not right

Merely the time and pose and face expression you felt is not right

But it is the last moment

You feel that breeze of feeling

Elusive and yearned for...

way too long

now drawing closer

like tint of night and sound of branches soothingly swaying in the wind...

closer and closer...