Saturday, April 7, 2012

so much


the sand in the hourglass
grows finer as it runs out
on its descent
and yet
it is still sand



3 comments:

erin said...

(just sitting and quietly considering this. yup.)

love to you and yours, steven, this holiday weekend.

xo
erin

steven said...

erin thanks for the love . . . i'll pass it around and send my own your way! steven

R. Burnett Baker said...

This says so much and holds much meaning. Wonderful words! I wrote a poem I've posted twice titled "hourglass" that is one of my favorites. I'd share but can't remember what years I posted it under!

Have a wonderful weekend!