Dark Grey Shadows Hover Hand Shaped Over Black Sands. A poem.

 Dark Grey Shadows Hover Hand Shaped Over Black Sands. A poem.
©2012 Marcus James Christian, marcusunlimited.

Dark grey shadows hover hand shaped over black sands.
You emerge from the center of whirl winds.
In the visible distance, a form looms.
A castle stands within the sun's circle.
Your footsteps emboss the ancient black sand.
The sound of gulls spins through the ocean air.
With a thought you lift into the cool air,
and drift swiftly to the castles entrance.

The castle door hinges sing high pitches,
as the new royalty saunters inward.
Long arms of light reach in through the windows,
pointing towards a descending stair case.
These are the treasures you came to reclaim.
Use the tool of wealth to expand the good.