They told me
It was time
And that time
Never ended
But someone had to be there
To turn the hourglass over

And zo I turned it over
And watched the quicksand draining

Slipping, caught by gravity
Ending full and ready
To start again
The journey
That it had lived
Zo many times before

Tired of the hourglass
I left it in its stable
In the stillness of the light that shines
Beside the rocking ocean

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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