#SandyConversations
A walk on a beach,
Both, on your bare feet,
So close and within reach,
A conversation brief but sweet,
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In the desert's extreme heat, a camel did stray,
From far-off sandy dunes, walking to ocean's bay.
With hump, he walked barefoot, with wonder-filled eyes,
And with his toes felt the sand, a heart filled with surprise.

As the camel did ponder, with a curious stride,
He searched for answers, with a wanderer's pride.
He saw the sand, a vast and endless tide,
And wondered how it differed, from the ocean's side.

He walked on, through the burning sun's rays,
And found a stream, where cacti grew in praise.
The plants were strong, with spines so fine and bright,
And he thought, "This desert, is a wondrous sight."

He saw the Scorpio & other creatures, that roamed the fiery ground,
And birds that flew, with a gentle sound.
He saw the stars, that shone so bright and clear,
And wondered, if the desert, was as vast as fear.

He walked on & on, through the dunes so tall,
And found a cave, where ancient secrets fell.
He saw the paintings, of a bygone age,
And wondered, what stories, they would engage.

He walked on & on, through the desert's burning heat,
And found a oasis, where water flowed at his feet.
He drank & rested, in the shade so cool and bright,
And thought, "Oh this desert, what a wondrous sight."

He walked on & on, through the desert's sweltering sand,
And beared the searing heat of the sun, that shone so bright
& grand.
He saw the mountains, that rose so high & steep,
And wondered, how the desert, compared to the sea's deep.

He walked on & on, through the smouldering blistering desert's heat,
And found a haven, where he could rest and greet.
He saw the gleaming stars, that shone as jewel so bright
and clear,
And thought,"This mysterious desert,a quagmire, is a wondrous sight, my dear.

As he walked further,then the warm grains beneath his feet, gave way to cold,
Frothy chilled water, his feet did unfold.
He saw snail shells, starfish, tadpoles,fishes,seagulls & sandpipers in flight,
And crabs that pinched, with a frightful bite.

A sand is sand, he pondered deep, with a curious mind,
What differeth, desert sand and sea's find?
A mystifying question posed, to the sand so fine,
Which whispered secrets, in a gentle brine.

A sand is sand, he pondered deep,
With a curious mind, he sought to keep.
The secrets of the desert
and the sea,
Two worlds so different, yet so free.

The sand so fine, it whispered of the present & past,
Of lost civilizations that had long since passed,
Into the annals of time, and yet
Their stories lived on, in the...