The Hourglass

The moment we are born…that precious moment when we wake…the hands of Fate take the hourglass filled with the sands of our life and give it a little shake. And as we take our first breath…in a move time-tested and deft…Fate turns our hourglass over…revealing the amount of sand we have left. Fate is the only one who knows the amount of sand our hourglass contains…We never get to see it…never have a chance to count how many grains remain… Fate is the only one who knows how large our hourglass is…how wide…how far-reaching…how tall…Fate is the only one who knows if we are meant to live a long life…or if our hourglass is small. I imagine our creators hoped, by not telling us the size of our hourglass, we would come to understand…how this life we’re given is to be cherished and not to waste one grain of sand. I imagine they had hoped we would discover the key to what life is all about…. to live a peaceful, kind and loving life… until our sand runs out.