The things that have been we will bury
under castles at the beach.
“and as the sand which is upon the sea shore”
which wander with the wind
and the waters of the human mother.
But for the a man a grain
of sand, a piece
of glass, a mirror.
The things that have been we will remember
the cornerstone to the legend
of today, the day of our delight.
© Guy Traiber