Back to the dust
The place I trust
I am all earth
I'll never rust
With drops
Of rain
Washed down
The drain
As high
Winds blow
My call
To go
From dunes
To seas
The sand
Moves free
Riding
the comets
Anchoring
The trees
This mighty grain
No one can reign
No one can stop
No one can tame
Nalini
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