dreams of a grain of sand

A grain of sand sat ... one of many, on a beach until a strong storm-driven wind picked it up and carried it along.

"Oh... this is what I was made for... to fly...! " thought the grain of sand...

Then the wind dropped the grain of sand into the sea. At first the grain of sand was scared, all was green and shimmering, then darker and darker as the grain of sand drifted down...

" I will fall forever... " thought the grain of sand...

Then the grain of sand found the bottom of the ocean...

" At least I can fall no further" thought the grain of sand...

But being heavier than the ooze at the bottom of the sea, the grain of sand began to sift down... into darker darkness and farther from hope... there the sand dreamed of a rupture in the earth, to be heated into glass, to be tossed up onto the beach again, to be found and made into a glass ornament, a heart, knowing that some day the ornament would fall and be broken ... abandoned to start again.