A Poem a Day into the Millennium
26 November 1999
 

BUILT ON SAND

  and the dunes are shifting 
  now is the time 
  to understand 
  each grain of sand 
  writing on water 
  and now is the time 
  to read the stream 
  a cry on the wind 
  and now is the time 
  to feather your nest 
  a brave and brazen saint
  after the tears have fallen 
  is revealed as the devil 
  who hounded your nightmares 
  it's time to lighten up and go home