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Life Seeping Into Sands

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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