I build sand castles
This one I built too weak
Too many gains of sand
Too much thinking
Not enough water to drink.
Yes, this one is large
But it is weak.
This one was fine
But in my clumsiness
I stepped on it.
It is ok. We made repairs.
But then I stepped on it again.
The first castle crumbled some
And caused more damange
To this one fine creation.
The second castle is neat.
It stands alone
Separate from the others
But not untainted by their shadows.
This castle has sound engineering
And award winning architecture
But it stands alone.
There is sand in this bucket
That wants to be a castle.
It is so eagar.
Its particles spill from the container.
What will it be? Nothing without me.
However, I screwed up the other three.
There is sand in this bucket.
Stay there and I'll protect thee.
These castles are built upon a hill.
It is strong and provides a wonderful foundation.
I undermine it. I steal its dirt from the base
To use for the castles upon its crest.
I undermine it and destroy the foundation
That provides for the other crumbling castles.
One other castle beneath this hill
Washed away so long ago.
The sands spread among the tears of the Ocean
Perhaps return to the beach one day to become
An insignificant part of yet another
Poorly built castle.
Oh look! I was mistaken.
I build my castles in the sky
Now the rain comes
And washes my sand to the by and by.
--DM 8/04
