Flipped Hourglass

Flipped Hourglass

Bits of unwrinkled sand, harried ageless seconds,
Rush through a narrow neck
Pushing to birth
Moments of elegance or horror
Shoving aside other grains
Like words of regret flowing unrestricted
Into a ballet arabesque of transparent history 
Irretrievable
Uncatchable
Lost like a tear drop in desert sea dances
Prodigals or prophets unable to caress or cling
Only rush headlong into the past.

When Heaven’s hand flips the hour glass
Second chances dash forward,
Free flowing jive of refreshed possibilities,
To animate a nameless tidal stream
In a cadence of options
That takes no long lost baggage
Through gravity’s flowing fountain
Irresistible 
Unstoppable 
Choreography of charity recaptured
That speaks in immutable tones
Of free flowing grace.

Each spiraling grain speaks of steps renewed
Waiting to articulate
Gliding strides of spoken blessing
Or pirouettes of consecration
As one grain falls upon another
In a transparent time window,
With intervals of oblation tarantellas,
Irrepressible
Uncontainable 
Until the dance routine runs its course
Dancers lie inert to hear echoes of eternity whisper
“Save your last dance for me.”

2-9-22
Contest: This or That
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title Chosen: Flipped Hourglass
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Proxenos Avatar
February 20, 2022 at 11:27 AM
A flipped hourglass, each grain of sand bringing a thought, a fear, a lost moment, a true eternal love, perhaps chances lost, whatever it brings to mind , thoughts that are irrepressible, unstoppable, eternal whispers, as you say 'in a transparent time window' breathtaking poetry my friend, missed your visits. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Kauffman Avatar
February 21, 2022 at 1:33 PM
Hi again! Thank you dear friend! Your visits always raise my spirits and leave me with a sense of joy and peace! I kept thinking that each time the "hour" glass is flipped we get a second chance. I am so happy that this came through to you! Life has been quite a journey lately. In the fall our refrigerator flooded our home. Have been knee deep (so to speak) in repairs, renovations and family visits! We are almost to the finish line - yeah! Hopefully things will smooth in the next few weeks! Sending you much love dear friend and many blessings!
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