Grains of Sand

I am nothing but grains of sand-

Bits, pieces and chunks of uncertainty and

Disbelief all raveled up together in one.

I am nothing but grains of sand-

Merely a handful of chaos and turmoil being

Pushed and pulled and dragged by the turbulent

Outstretched hands of the oceans raging within me.

I am nothing but grains of sand-

A collection of unsolid thoughts and

Feelings jumbled together that cannot withstand

The churning force of the winds brewing all around me.

Yet You seeing past the mess that is me

Knows that there is something uniquely beautiful

Lingering in my mess of chaos and turbulence-

Something I myself cannot see.

You with your delicate, gentle hand

Nudges me in the right direction; guiding

Me past snares, holes and other traps lying in

The road.

When You look at me You do not see bits and pieces

Of sand but rather someone who given time,

Love and patience can be molded and tempered into

Something solid and firm like You.

For now I may be nothing but bits and pieces

And grains of sand-

But with my trust in You I can become more

Than just little parts and portions-

I can be made whole.