Once a gift-giver found a flower, the most beautiful

           flower in the world and he married her,

                    and she married him.

Once a drop of liquid light from the heavens rolled off the edge

          of a cloud and fell on the eyes of a

                   man, now blessed.

Once the wind flew round the earth and in its gust caught

            a dune of sand now moving.

            And from this dance of wind and sand

                  there rose by chance a grain of sand

           And as is known,

                 for those who have heard

                 a grain of sand in the wind is a poem-


The story of my parents