The earth was slowly slipping
through my fingers
like the golden sand
fade into such an awful land
waning with every heart beat
down to the ground
forming new art
I dance in time with the breeze
I surrender myself to the seas
Far from betrayal –
Their traces worn away
oh sand, bring back the golden land
I give you for this
my whole hand.
Janine Himler
Janine is a 24-year-old poet from Austria.
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