Poetry in the sand

Poetry in the sand
Castles in the air
Good things are fleeting
Feelings don't last forever

My missing spiritual limb
is back for a while
with a gift of peace
no thinking

The moon over Diamond Head
turns the world into black and white
maybe color isn't needed
but for the sky that is midnight blue

maybe poetry isn't needed either
but I'm human and
I can't
write it only in the sand