Sand Dune

Sand dune, Beloved,
Built, ruined, built, ruined. No mercy—
Bowing to the wind.


What does sand dune tell me? Nature wonder? Movement of sand? Direction and power of wind?

Or, about these dreams? Beautiful. Precious. Well planned. At the same time they’re aborted by some reality, dishonoured by those underestimating and sabotaged by lack of confidence.

It doesn’t matter. I’m a human being whose journey’s as tiny as a scarab, a lizard or a viper’s in the Sahara. What can they do but bowing to the wind? Not only standing, but also showing a gesture and posture of respect.

…. and so please give me good sensors to detect the presence of wind and agility to adapt the formation of dunes.

Salaam. 🚴🏻‍♀️

sand dunes – one more homework 🥺

Here – Jun. 3, 2022 / 19:51