A SPECK, A DROP, A GRAIN

A speck of sunshine followed its path on a golden highway

unmindful of the world that filled with its light

Straight as an arrow it sped with single minded purpose

with time scarcely to look left or look right

A drop of salt water danced atop a frothy wave as it crashed

into the surging tide guided by the music of unseen strings

Elliptical was its motion, a graceful fluid arc

And it rainbowed with a final gasp of its water wings

A grain of sand rolled away from its safe harbour

threading gingerly through carcasses of starfish and crabs 

A downward spiral to the deep blue was its course

oblivious of what lay ahead in the book of destiny

By the sand, by the wave and the sun, a pair of feet

stood engrossed, enchanted, in a state of chill

watching the elements as they sang in harmony

 Marvelling wordlessly, rooted and still

Observing that nature does not admire brilliance or perfection

Nor care for adulation as time unravels

It does not learn from mistakes nor improve upon itself

Nature remained constant, mankind marvels