Eternal sand

Pick up a grain of sand by the sea
the sand I lost on that monsoon day
Once a flint stone
it set the dark night on fire
Dawn and dusk brush it over and over
and grind it into a grain of white sand
But the blood stain on the sand is still shining
and burning the callus on my palm
and blinding my eyes
So I cast the sand into the sun
gaze it parabola and vanish into the ocean

（ZT）