Sand

~ Harlan Didrickson 

I seek
depth but 
find sand
one cannot 
grow anything 
or if
anything only 
things small 
and temporary 
prone to 
shifting and 
blowing away 
me I
wish to 
plant to
take root 
and harvest 
I will
leave the 
sand to 
those who 
only ever 
wish to 
summer there