The Rise and Fall of An Empire

Kissed- By the morning sun The rain Of the night before Becomes undone Rising- In a steaming haze As we make our way To the place Where the land Is mostly sand And meets the road Where The ocean breezes blow There- In a silver glow We kneel below The banks Where the earth Is wet and dank Sheltered From the wind As the buoy bells ring And the sea grasses sing Notes of promise Of what this day Will bring From sacks upon our backs We find the moulds Of glass and earthen bowls Cracked And chipped and old We fill them To the top With grains of sand Then Place them Upside down With loving hands As we wander through The visions in our mind Transfixed- As the magic Of our dreams Unwind We work for hours Lost in time Carving roads That twist and wind To the very end of day Where we stand Amazed Gazing- At the empire We have made ~~~ In the morning With eyes aglow We return To the banks below And watch In disbelief As our empire Is blown away By a north wind Filled with Rage