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'The Sand Singer', a song of the desert by Serienna Alypsen |
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"She sat by the wayside, on the edge |
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of the city, where the hard packed ground |
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was just beginning to turn to sand. |
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Fingers in the soil, she sat, and she sang, |
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hot words melting in the day's sun, |
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grains dripping through her fingers like rain." |
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"As she sang, from beneath her, the very ground |
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began to tremble. Her hands lifted more than sand, |
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an old stone, a worn doll some child once sang |
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her heart to, a faded coin colored like the sun. |
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Objects startling in the desert monotony as rain; |
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She began uncovering the treasure's first edge." |
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"She left behind her piles and piles of sand, |
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grains whispering in falling their soft song, |
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glittering like gems in a swaying sun. |
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Then, the plop of the first drop of rain |
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came in tune to the slim finding, an edge |
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of glass sticking diamond hard from the ground." |
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"Moving swiftly, her deft fingers sang |
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the rock from its hiding place, like the sun |
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rising by her hand, effortless as rain |
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falling. More would follow, edge by edge |
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emerging, bubbling up now from the ground, |
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small hill forming on the new-damp sand." |
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"Clouds moved protectively over a struggling sun, |
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ever determined to bring their hard rain |
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-- that sun fought to his great strength's edge, |
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but sure as stones poured up from ground, |
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fat drops were lured to new homes in sand, |
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and the woman still dug and sang, dug and sang." |
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"Gushing up now were shining gems in geyser's rain, |
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rolling over one another they ran to the edge |
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of the city, to the city itself, covering the ground |
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with slicing new grains of dirt and sand, |
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wet and rumbling along with storm's song; |
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no mourning call for the defeated sun." |
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"Sand-people rejoiced in rain -- and later sun --, and condemned, |
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their song ground in praise of one act, curse of the other, |
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not able to find that precious between-edge." |
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The rhythmic notes of the song fall into silence. |
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Latest revision as of 13:09, 13 March 2009
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