Don’t let it pass you by

I won’t let today slip by.
I won’t forget to write some words on the page.
There is something beautiful about introspection, and advice of loved ones.
And something so refreshing to see things in a different light and remember the value and worth of the tiniest grain of sand.
We build each other up until we become large hills–forged and solidified by lightening and turned into glass.
We are the grains.
We are the glass.