Quicksand

A warning:

A castle made out of sand,

With a moat surrounding,

Is only a majestic imitation.

When you’re wandering lost,

Alone and afraid,

You never see a mirage of sand.

The desert grains outnumber the water,

Its dunes tower over the sea,

But it’s so easily pulled into the deep

A chalice of glass,

Birthed from fire’s caress,

Only returns to shattered pieces.

Do you not realize

The pyramids were not made

From the ground on which they sit?

Or don’t you know

The tide

Will always claw at the beaches?

And ordinary fingers

Sculpt slow

But swiftly destroy?

How then can we treasure

The dry coarse river,

Or trust the sands that slip through the hourglass?

They will forever betray.

-LJM

Matthew 7:24-27