The sun rises slowly above the waves,
spreading colors and light
It illuminates the sand,
and makes the darkness glare in spite.
The beach is lined with sand castles,
as far as the eye can see
Each person has been given one,
with no rent, no dues, no fees.
But we do not own them,
they belong to something more
The castles a are a gift to us,
a chance to love and explore.
Some people have plain castles,
that are strong, but simple outside
They envy the fancy ones,
despite their closeness to the tide.
Some castles are weak,
and are forced down by the wind
Others stand up tall,
and laugh at storms coming in.
On the beach things can be rough,
A few people want to drown
They try to let their castle topple,
but it's not theirs to bring down.
Some out of anger,
jealousy or even rage
Try to destroy what others have,
like hungry animals in a cage.
But the castles are not owned,
and the angry have no right
Every gift that they murder,
is a step in a losing fight.
The truth is simply this,
sand castles do not last
Make the most of the one you are given,
before the tide has passed.
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