Nightcafe Ai by Daphsam
life's constant drizzle
every soul hears the beating
of each grain of sand
About the Creator
Super Bowl LX Recap: A Team Called Hawks
Sixty. The Super Bowl turned 60! Still amazes me that this was the sixtieth Super Bowl played in NFL history. It seems like yesterday that I watched Super Bowl XXVII, the first SB I ever watched. The QB who won Super Bowl XXVII has since called a few SBs, and will call next year's game, but that's another story. Super Bowl LX took place at Levi's Stadium in Santa Clara, California, the home stadium of the San Francisco 49ers. However, it was one of their division foes who represented the NFC, as the Seattle Seahawks faced off against the New England Patriots.
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Comments (8)
Amazingly so, the sound of sand movement is very relaxing. Beautiful poem ❤️
Though there are many who would plug their ears with all their might & do what they can to drown out all but a very few beatings of those grains of sand, including their own.
This is an evocative reflection on the cyclical nature of life and the inherent beauty found in the smallest details. This is beautiful. Daphsam.
I live in a constant drizzle here in the UK so I could relate to this both literally and metaphorically.
Oooo, that was so profound! I loved it!
As sands through the hourglass so are the Days of Our Lives.
Oh wow, that was deep and so well written :)
"Life's Constant Drizzle" beautifully captures the essence of existence with its succinct yet profound imagery. The poem evokes a sense of continuity and rhythm, likening life to a gentle, constant drizzle that permeates every aspect of our being.