.hour Glass Of souls Destiny. Poem by Adesina Oyebadejo

Hour Glass
Striving to count the flow
Of the timeless.
The endless ocean and the wheel of balance for the finest
Wearily the boundless trudge's
on
As he strives upwards with every daunting fall
Hour glass
With what eye will the sand of time be counted as it seep through ur heart and vein.
Yet the uncountable grain becomes the measurable
measure to mark fate strains
Hourglass
Fragile broken. But not shattered as the fragmented
pieces binds again and again
the immeasurable distance to bring thee home