Hourglass

Hourglass

 

Granules of sand
Slip ever slowly
Through the bound
S P A C E
Between us.
Time will soon
Set us free:
A secret Omen
Carved in
Heaven’s essence.
We can envelop fate
And ride the wings
Of Blissful ecstasy
To a Paradise
Forlorn in our vision
Yet possessed
In our Heart.

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