The sand of time.

The sand of time,
that slowly moves,
but definitely moves,
forward and ahead....
even if we realize or not.

The memories of the past,
that come and go..
be it good or bad,
like waves of the sea,
invoking emotions in our heart.

but there are routines,
be it social responsibility,
or our daily activities,
driven by own desires,
making us lost in the moment.

Still, the time will move, 
as the clock is ticking,
the gears are moving,
and when it gets our attention..
we are only helpless spectator.

we have our regrets,
the dread of coming fate,
the days wasted,
and things we could have done,
if given more time.

So came the thoughts,
as I watched the hourglass,
sitting on my table,
with its glass bulbs,
supported by wooden pillars.


being present...it denotes time,
the glass bulb of infinity,
and the slow trickling,
of the sand within...
displaying the magnanimous symbolism. 

A lifetime includes,
past, present and future...
but its an instant in time,
a moment in an eternity....
in this sand of time.