Pebbles collected,
To play.
Not knowing its
Origin in mountains;
Deep beneath an ocean.
Only the seeing sees
The underlying joy,
Ashore the rambles of pebbles.
Sprinkling the waves of coolness,
The happiness crawls
In the lap of sand.
Clinking the crystals,
I hear, Thus
The sounds of thunder!
In surrender!
Fearlessness, I gain.
Keeping away the darkness.
Clasping tightly the love of all.
I play, a play
In the hands
Collecting the pebbles
In the dune of sands.
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