The Cliche Of The Hourglass And Sand Poem by Sarah Elizabeth Clark
The Cliche Of The Hourglass And Sand
We exist in between time,
Like the sand in the hourglass,
Time on all sides.
We do not escape and we do not hide,
Wherever we try to run,
It walls us in.
We are the grains on the bottom.
We are the grains yet to fall.
We are them all.
The sand, the hourglass, infinite time.
We pass by, a mere glimmer,
A speck on the breeze.
There is no end once we begin,
The winds will turn us over,
To fall through time again.
It is correct to mention that we are grains on the bottom and a beautiful poem here.
Beautiful lines....Wherever we try to run, It walls us in.....very aptly said...no one can escape from time.
A great poem Sarah! I decided to take a small tiny flack of a granulated particle of time inside the hourglass. I completely found that it really was worth My granual! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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It is correct to mention that we are grains on the bottom and a beautiful poem here.