Castles made

book 15


soft light falls


in golden hues


white crystals take fire


            in breaking dawn




bright sounding laughter


            on gentle breeze


of innocent joy


            growing louder




eyes quickly glancing


            with newest seeing


discovering footsteps


            their changes made




thoughts are dancing


            through simple visions


of shaping changing


            of what might be




fingers tiny


            exploring touching


shaping forming


            thoughts burst free




see visions


            hands then forming


building the shapes


            of youthful dreams




skin is cooling


            breeze is a growing


flowing more quickly


            across the sand




fire is fading


            growing dimmer


in distant darkness


            upon the sea




dark high castles


            steal the daylight


and the warmth


            of the day




waves once lapping


            now are rolling


with foam breaking


            and growing high




water does slowly


            at the dreams eat


foaming over


            erasing away




in empty darkness


            restless ocean


waves caressing


            smoothing all away




at days ending


            in growing darkness


dreams are gone


            as never were










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