Strange, the Flow

Strange, the wind
Blows fast and
Strong, lifting the
Sand from far-off
Lands and carrying
It away to
Distant, lonely shores.

Strange, the waves
Roll quick and
Rough, stealing the
Sand from far-off
Lands and taking
It away to
Distant, lonely shores.

Strange, the water
And the air,
Strange, the flow
Across the world;
Strange, the sea
And strange, the
Sky, their hold
Upon the world.

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