Castles Made of Sand
Donald P. Goodman IIIVersion 1.1,
Opinion is a flitting thing,
But Truth, outlasts the Sun---
If then we cannot own them both---
Possess the oldest one---
Like castles made of sand, enthusiasm stands, our feelings battlements erected by a child, who strongly, confidently shapes the shifting sands, his powerful imagination running wild. Yet ever comes the sea, its constant, endless wave destroying all he built before the close of day; by then, the child himself cares not his house to save, untethered, wild attention gone another way. Our feelings are the child, his castle made of sand; some fun, but meaningless, and fickle is their sway! Our principles are stone and iron on solid land, and they alone the mighy sea can e'er withstand.