RedRavenPoems

Through the hourglass the sand endlessly flows

Never ceasing down, down it always goes.

A river of time in it’s unending dance

Through the ages it goes, against it none have a chance.

Trees wither and fall

Stones crumble to dust.

All things end, as they surely must.

Cities rise, crumble to ash

Relegated now to far flung past.

Mighty monuments, fantastic sights

All fade in the end to the blackest of nights

As the sands flow onward through the hourglass of life.

Their endless dance the cruelest delight.