The Wind’s chisel

A desert is proof of the craft of patience.

Meticulously,

Lovingly,

Every grain finds its place.

Waves curl across the sands.

Great walls of small proportions

Undisturbed

Ethereal in peace.

The wind caresses

Each dune

Each mound

Each line

Each as if it were the most important thing in that moment

And they are

Each of them.

Such is art

Such is love

Such is the wind

Such are we

At the best of our times

In the best of our inspiration