The Hourglass of Time
By Rev. Gregory S. Smith
Time, my friends, is fleeting
Like particles of sand
Etched sound and safe in tempered glass
At first appearing grand
But as the moments swiftly move
Each grain gives way to part
And so deceptively seeps away
As particles will start
Then suddenly you see a shift
As massive mounds give way
And all the fortress once pressed firm
Has found new grounds to lay
Our lives are much like grains of sand
Perched in an hourglass
With only just a fleeting time
To make our moments last
So, use your time hence carefully
Although the sand once vast.
The days ahead can’t guarantee
The grains now seen will last
We must be here to give some back
We need to lend our voice
It’s up to us to save this town
The time left leaves no choice.
There still are moments to engage
Our legacy to share
A message buried deep within
Still a burden shared
There still are remnant traces
That seek to share in sight
Collecting with the few remaining
We still can win the fight
We must create new grains of sand
And teach our legacy
Instilling our great heritage
And charging them to see
As you contemplate this call
Find ways to make it stand
Cause fleeting as the hourglass
Our time, mere grains of sand!
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