Even in the grains of sand, a dream breathes —
of the blue ocean.
The echo of every wave is lost there,
yet the memory remains.
The desert knows
that it is lonely,
yet in its heart resides the soul of the sea.
Every grain of sand
waits to become water —
just as man
awaits union with his soul.
Mukesh Ilahabadee ,,,
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