The Hourglass
Mankind's finite days,
as minute grains of sand.
Methodically exit the hourglass,
That God possesses in hand.
Mankind fathoms not hours,
nor discerns time of day.
Nor perceives what God,
has chosen as parting way.
But when hourglass is empty,
and judgment day's at hand.
excuses then, will not subsist,
Nor will God grant more sand.
Ecclesiastes 11;3
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008
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