On turbulent shores and windy skies,
Opulent palaces begin with humble mud pies.
Some with buckets and some only with hands,
Many with blueprints and a few without any plans.
Built up with different visions in mind,
Sticks, shells, and feathers are enshrined.
No matter how many towers or wings are constructed,
The complete demolition will be conducted.
So it goes on a visit to the beach,
The sands smoothed out with the ocean’s reach.