builds a castle made of sand
leaning sharply into sea;
ocean laps at castle wall,
pulling tendrils golden, smooth,
kissing feet where water soothes.
walls are now collapsing fast,
there where moisture meets the sand;
now she's mending feverishly,
wiping brow with sandy hand,
shoring up the castle walls,
watching as they sink and fall.
oh! the ocean powerful,
sweeping sand away like dust,
fills with wondering her eyes,
newly opened to its might.
stepping back, she gives the sea
leave to take her masterpiece.