Castles Made

soft light falls in golden hues white crystals take fire in breaking dawn bright sounding laughter on gentle breeze of innocent joy growing louder eyes quickly glancing with newest seeing discovering footsteps their changes made thoughts are dancing through simple visions of shaping changing of what might be fingers tiny exploring touching shaping forming thoughts burst free see visions hands then forming building the shapes of youthful dreams skin is cooling breeze is a growing flowing more quickly across the sand fire is fading growing dimmer in distant darkness upon the sea dark high castles steal the daylight and the warmth of the day waves once lapping now are rolling with foam breaking and growing high water does slowly at the dreams eat foaming over erasing away in empty darkness restless ocean waves caressing smoothing all away at days ending in growing darkness dreams are gone as never were