Sand Castles

The beach is a wonderful place

Boys go for the girls

Girls go for the tan

Adults go for the kids

Kids go to frollic and play

Me, I've always been a sand castler

Theres something about the sand

And the way it can be molded

Details don't matter

Plans don't matter

Just get down and start building

Sometimes people pass by to watch

Applauding your effort

Admiring your creation

And eventually moving on to their duties

Leaving you with a profound sense of pride

And of course the excitement of the tide

At first seeming so far away

Soon overrunning your mote

As you dig escape canals

Frantically trying to save the castle

Soon the canal is gone

Your castle barely standing

A shadow of it's former glory

You accept defeat

And wait for the water to eat whats left

It was about this time the sun was setting

I sit behind my warped creation

And for the first time look up from the castle

To see a beautiful array of orange and red

And for some reason I feel sad

I realize I'm sad that the day is over

That the tides bested me

Or rather that I couldn't best the tides

But who can with a simple castle made of sand

I did the best I could

Which was pretty damn good

Then I think...

What if my castle did stay forever?

What if I was constantly building and protecting it?

I soon realize how amazing that sadness is

To realize your sand castle is disappearing

And reminisce of fun times during the construction

Until you finally look up

And watch your first sunset

I stand in the tide

No longer fearing the water

But embracing the tingling coldness

Feeling as if it would take me in

Into it's inconcievably infinite sea

I outlasted my sand castle

But soon the tides will take me in as well

Only to be another grain of sand

But I thank it for that gift

Because nothing made me feel more human

Than watching that sunset

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