Stare at the sand long enough
and you’ll see glimmers of hope

Ground down eons ago
by droplets of water carefully collected

Balanced in the bowls
of oceans held aloft by our foremothers

Their forbearance honoured
by spilling the droplets of their lives

And legacies stored among stars of glass
scattered across the galaxy

Like a landscape of sand-planets
each grain and filament illustrating

The scales of their hopes reinvented
and our time revivified in song