To one doused by waves returning towards the shores, the riding wind is an assurance that survival is protected by meeker forces and devastation patronized by stronger.
The sand under the feet only serves as witness to the unrelenting truth and camaraderie between the likes,... likes of forces, ...likes of dispositions, but it is indifferent, incredulous, it serves as an abyss with its ends joining the two, being the soft,wet earth for some while unwilling,recoiling,vanishing terra firma for others.
A flying bird witnesses this capricious proclivity of the earth and educates itself to dwell somewhere high up, away from its reach.
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