Dream Castle

Dream Castle

Gentle waves lap the shore,
Sending sea foam across bare toes.
As I walk along the sand,
I feel the only person in the land.
Sitting on the sun-warmed ground,
I let billions of grains
Trickle through my hands.
Then I scoop miniature dunes,
Pile and pat, smooth and mold
A grandiose castle, my Camelot.
Towers tall reach high above the walls
Where mighty knights should walk.
Dreams lie deep along the halls
That wind through the sandy keep,
Dreams which only live within.
Finally, I stand and gaze in awe
Of the masterpiece at my feet.
I turn to leave the peaceful place
Where I escaped my daily race.
Several feet from the sea,
I look back at my castle dream,
But the beach is empty, bleak.
The tide has swept it clean.