Sand
Sand
Miracle Man
3/18/2024
Sand appears to hotfoot through an hourglass,
unrelentingly depleting our precious time.
Without discernible deviation and no impasse,
plays no favorites betwixt aged and prime.
Life is not a “brief candle.” it is a splendid
torch that I want to make burn d torch as brightly
as possible before handing it on to future generations.
“Bernard Shaw”
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