Altered

These lakes are becoming

a little dryer

The sand isn't as muddy

as I'm used to

As time moves on I find

that I'm not looking for more

I'm not searching 

for your difference

Although at times I do wonder

where all that water went

Did it somehow get soaked up

and become part of your soul?

Or has it merely been sucked down

into the vast dryness of the earth?

All I know

is what I'm seeing

My sandcastles

just won't have moats anymore

-March 2014