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Sand Castles

Michael Marchese

By Michael Brandon MarchesePublished 4 years ago 1 min read

How human it is

To build faith so high

To reach to the heavens

Like kites in the sky

Yet to know the beach ends

And not think yourself small

Is to architect structures

Destined to fall

Fall in the wake

Of some afterlife's tide

To drown in the pull

Of the oceans inside

Mortality's depths

Are but dark mystery

We voyage for land

But get lost out at sea

A sea of salvation's

Untouchable dunes

Unbreachable gates

To repentless typhoons

Rising levels of sin

Floods of doubt and dismay

When all we construct

Simply washes away

surreal poetry

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