Things aren't always what they seem to be
Like the sands passing through an hourglass
Nothing stays the same
The hands of time slowly tick
Counting down every second
Every breath in our lungs
Every memory that fills our hearts
Slowly it passes
The songs of fate whispering along
Just how long do we have?
Just how long is there,
Until we leave behind this blinding light
And embrace the creeping darkness
That unsettling quietness that stills our soul?
Never had that line,
invisble and cunning,
been so close, been so far
Like the sands passing through an hourglass
Nothing stays the same
Time goes on...
Something that came to mind as I watched my friends in the pool. Mindless thoughts on mindless matters, just a poem for that sunny peaceful day...
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