The poet used to go
to the beach
every morning
the curious people asked him
what he was doing on the beach
he was wandering in the sunrise
he spoke with the sea breeze or even recited poems
or maybe write something between two waves
the poet answered
that he was building
a sand fortress
a fortress they wondered
laughing to themselves
one day though
the poet returned home
sad
the sea
might have knocked down his building
the others thought
the guards wouldn’t let me
enter the fortress
the poet said
while just like in a sandglass
his fingers let
the last grains of sand
flow
About the Creator
Mihai Brinas
Mihai is the author of five collections of poems. Invitation to Poetry, Alignment of Thoughts, Crossroads, Thoughts That Bring Us Closer, and Connections.
Mihai keeps on writing while still believing in the power of honesty and love.
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