The Sand's Journey

Trickling through

The narrow neck

Between two half

Cups of glass,

From the moment

Of conception or

Perhaps before it,

We follow the sand

In the hourglass

Unable to change its

Pace nor its final

Destination for the

Sand's journey, like

Ours, has but one

Finish...the end.

By Gail Constable

From: Canada

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