Sand and Air by Terry Cummings


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Tremble to your poise
Scar to your skin
Broken to repair
Confession to your sin
I am pause and you are act
I am thought and you are fact
Grasping empty to your hold
Standing brittle to your fold
I am hope and you are sworn
I am old, where you are born
Broken wood to swaying tree
I am you and you are me
I am sand and I am air
Blinking blind into your stare
Shattered stone, sweet breaths fare
I am sand and I am air