From a unique perspective.

I can’t help. But think of myself as unique. Even though I am no more than a grain of sand. On an  immense beach. And why am I unique? Because I am a specific grain of sand. Able to think thoughts. And able to relate to other specific grains of sand. To the point of falling in love. Sure, I become easily lost on my beach. I’ll never navigate the entire beach. But I keep speculating. What’s beyond the next sand dune.  And though I’ve never been to the top of a dune. I can imagine. What it must be like. To view life from a unique and lofty perspective. --Jim Broede