my daughter learned to make
a sandcastle from an old man.
if you ask he will show you, even if you are
not a child.
children tend to cry when they lose anything.
the information is stored
in His Hands and His Mind
because every day the waves arrive
regardless of how pretty His creation.
at the end of every land, an ocean,
but even deserts have an oasis
it is said that we are 70% water
but i can’t observe that.
all i can observe is the ocean
and conclude that suffering must reside
in the other thirty.