Sand

I rise, fall, eddy, surge, dip, and roll.

I am a ballet of water and sand.

The Missouri carries me in clouds.

My feet never set.

My arms outstretched.

I grasp onto boulders, cobbles, and gravel.

My hold weakens.

Muscles strain against the press of water.

I lean forward and slip into the river’s current.

I am jostled back and forth.

There is no stopping this dance.

Everything is here, at this moment, swirling together.

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