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I have a friend who has days to live and this situation moved me to write this poem. We can't stop time. But we can make the most of the time we have. Thinking of you. 

Life seeping into sands
By Michelle Morris
30/12/2022

When you know the sand is falling
Far too fast to slow it down
You stumble over hurdles
To throw yourself to the ground

Like trying to catch a deluge
As it spills over your hands
The hourglass is broken
Life seeping into sands

Tick tick tick tick
You can hear the seconds fly
The clock seems to be running
Your life is on the line

Your mind constantly races
Your heart beats an erratic thrum
Your pulse has gone to the races
And your soul is getting ready to run

What is it about Death
That has us all so spooked?
We all know it's inevitable
It's the part of life we lose

You cannot delay its passing
For we all have a destined time
The Universe is synchronised
For everything to rhyme

Nothing out of kilter
Or else Fate will blow off course
God has His special plan
And we are His blessed mortals

We were made to learn our lessons
Whatever we decided upon
We knew those sands would hasten
From the moment on Earth we were born

Tick tick tick tick
You can see how close it moves
Until that death knell rings
You have respite until Death swoops

When you know the sand is falling
You see the hourglass at breaking point
There comes a moment of acceptance
For kicking and screaming wouldn't work

Like trying to catch a deluge
As it spills over your hands
The hourglass is broken
Life seeping into sands

But wait a little longer
That life will be cradled soon
Death takes our silver threads
And suspends us from the Moon

And there we look upon
The Universe God made
And angels take us to Heaven
Where we are born again

© Michelle Morris, 2022

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