The Hour Glass
By Ezekiel M. Bey, FPS
I saw an hour glass with crystal sand
The grains fell through a slim sleek band
Wide at the top, wide at the bottom
Each single grain dropped through its modelIts mark was equal to minute’s lesson
To fill the bottom took sixty seconds
Equivalent to an hour I sat to look
As thoughts revealed a shape it tookThose crystal grains disciplined by law
The law of gravity defined it all
We start from top, end up below
We start from spirit, to give-up ghostBut life is beauty and creativity
Depends on what we chose to be
Life has many choices and one is failure
Success defines a Godly TailorHowever, not all success is God divine
Not all who fails is crucified
It’s just the lessons we’re to define
It’s all what you are deep insideSo life itself is but a moment
So treasure it, solstice to solstice
There comes a time to understand
The last grained dropped in the hour glass
“Thus wastes man! Today, he puts forth the tender leaves of hope; tomorrow, blossoms and bears his blushing honors thick upon him; the next day comes a frost, which nips the shoot, and when he thinks his greatness is still aspiring, he falls, like autumn leaves, to enrich our mother earth.”
