Hourglass
Sands trickling through life
Viewed thru a glass of our own device
Choices descending by love and by strife
Dreams still to dream, with sorrow survive
Reversals of fortune, no reversals of time
Maquettes of moments, tracing a path
Lives lived for self, is it such a crime?
Turning our futures into our pasts
Eroding foundations questioned today
Deconstructing WAS, recreating NOW
Rebuilding cornerstones takes more than a day
This present life - my gift to SELF
Shared joys and shattered dreams tumble as one
Refining a soul through the polish of time
Friends of the heart, celebrating each tome
Intersecting the map to our indomitable soul
Sole judge and juror, be kind to thy SELF
Forget not the journey in forging your path
Tomorrow’s the quest to all yesterday’s answers
When closing a chapter, turn a new page on life
Falling uphill, climbing down divides
Building bridges over the chasm of time
Shaking it up when it turns to drudge
Our souls, just orbits around a moonlit tide
Centrifugal force pulling forward and back
Magnetically sealing the closure of past
Potentials redefining each second to last
An unfinished life to achieve, not reprise
Slivers of future, seen through a mirror
Reflections found in the shadows of tears
A trick of the eye, a bend in the river
Waterfalls of memories, shed thru the years
What goes around comes around
Been there, done that
Wounds healed and re-opened
Flip Your Hourglass to Begin
-by Sher Fick, for Ann Water’s 50th Birthday, January 2004