And so we built our castle by the sea. But soon the waters from their ancient bed Rose salty 'til our pleasant day turned sad, And so we left our beach. With bags and bottles, curious and free, We left behind our land so bright and dry In search of rain or river. What could add To our sea's placid reach, Our dying castle nigh? Past bird and vine and bee, o'er stream and scree, For days we journeyed, by our questions led To unimagined vistas, hearts made glad By all our world could teach, By all our eyes could spy. Though trash we found, no people did we see. By day small creatures scurried through the lea. By night the stars o'erspanned the crystal sky Or fell in streaks above our shelt'ring tree. Men's sign grew stronger ─ vines, a fence, a shed ─ But still no men. A black beast, hunger-mad, Attacked us, to be driven off unfed, A flag our bandage, folded to a pad. A distant tower gave us hope we'd reach Someone to help ─ Look! ─ Do they hear our cry?
Posted on 2013-08-22 05:45.