I have just sand from the sea,
To build my castle on;
All my thoughts there wander free,
Until my castle is gone.
My thoughts are all about grace,
From natures gifts and jewels;
I always am so amazed,
Of him who truly rules.
There are reasons for all things,
Under this blue heavenly sky;
Eternally to my soul it sings,
You live, and then you must die.
Just like the yearly seasons,
So must we grow and thrive;
We have faith in earth's reasons,
To give us all this dearly life.
I have just sand from the sea,
To build my castle on;
But I hope someday to be,
Able to know, why my life was done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This sings like a nursery rhyme, explaining the futility on building sand castles!