Alone on a deserted beach, a magical castle stands. molded to perfection by two human hands. built on a foundation of trust combined with love and compassion warmed by the burning of everlasting passion. rarely understood by a pessimist or a realistic doubter, its able to endure any crisis it may encounter. gusty winds whip through palm tree's so tall. yet it stays untouched, it will never fall. though fragile it withstands heavy winds and rain. it defeats mother nature and life's unending strains. as time passes on and the years fly by, the castle still stands and no one knows why. perhaps its because it finds strength to face any rival, to conquer whatever may pass in the path of survival.
