Castle

Castle

I’ve had enough of sand castles
A more permanent foundation for me
Mortared with heart, vision, time
This castle will not crumble into the sea

Together, our hands will build

I’ll not, in solitary, construct your prison
Each chamber and vista we together

Will envision, plan, shape, in unison

Our castle will not crumble into the sea.

Ken Goree

I was listening to Jimmy Hendrix on the drive to work today, and Castles Made of Sand came on.  I like the imagery, but couldn’t get myself in the mood to accept that everything decays, falls apart, or ends.  Plus, I’m on the romantic poem kick, so this works a little better.