Hourglass
Through grains of sand tranquility flows
Random in order, angles repose
The mounds of time, etch the glass
So fine the stone, memories amassed
Chiseling and carving, concave to the bottom
The theory of physics, randomly quantum
Steadfastly pouring, ever so fast
Individual millions, to one they are cast
Inverse it to start over again
Each moment of life represented in sand
What once was last becomes the first
When hitting the bottom signifying rebirth
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