Contained in each grain of sand is a little memory of that which has passed, kingdoms, paradises, nirvanas, life’s struggle to adapt to changing environments only to be grinded away, with the waves of sand upon civilizations edge, the beach being like an ocean’s tsunami. For the beach and ocean are one in the same.
An hour glass where each grain of sand is not a millennium, with an aeon.
The memory of a grain of sand, preceeded that of life. It existed in an asteroid, comet, meteor or other combinations of universal masses created the planet. Reconfigured and reshaped in the Earth’s lifetime.