Castles by the Sea

A castle made of sand stands tall against the waves, safe behind the line we drew to catch the rising tide. We watch the sea pour in to reach the mark we've made, as memories and time absorb like water into sand. And when the final grain has fallen on my time, and empty is the hourglass behind the fragile line, the setting sun will hum a lullaby you've heard from moons ago, awaiting still a harmony not written. And may this melody be known when I am gone, if just a whispered memory, a breath in morning wind. Take with you our time, and take it down the line, where castles fall and rise again to greet the coming tides. Each step that marks the past and those I've yet to take- the broken, bent, the stayed or strayed- all lines lead back to you. Brave the shoreline, knowing where the tides have carried me. I'll meet you where the circle ends and we begin again.