#Writco
Whispers of the wind,
Sandcastle dreams now dust,
Nature's hand a gust.

Majestic towers fall,
Echoes of a fleeting call.
Grains dance in the air,
Lost dreams everywhere.

Yet, resilience unfurls,
As the horizon whirls.
New castles in the making,
Nature's art, ever waking.
© SevenDreamInANight