Shifting Sands Poem by Mihai Brinas

the poet used to go
to the beach
every morning
the curious people asked him
what he was doing on the beach
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