How an Hourglass Is Made

Seasons change on open and closed doors Reasons arranged, until they are simply ignored Shadows cast on intentions While light pours forth from Those brightest moments So goes the passed intentions While the sight of it pulls from The slighted momentum A keyhole is all that connects The glimpses of the unconditional Hidden since the Spring Only to discover that it brings the Fall Wallow for days Just stay put Where you've placed yourself These dark clouds About to reach A shade you could Have never fathomed They will not Break for you So just stay put Wallow in Your own filth In this well The echoes are innumerable I've long lost count Hope never had a place here Where all was lost before this juncture So drained It feels like a curse Waking life fades through in jagged waves Will we ever find our laurels? We all wanted the same thing But none of us were ready Because it will never wash away.