Hourglass

What is time?

^ Hourglass ^

The sands of time sift and fall through a small opening. The sand form

a pyramid with a critical angel. The particulates cling atop another

as gravity made it so. The winds of time move it but on

direction. Forward. The pencil and toughs flow

free from a chains of though. With each

passing second, another word is

written and another day

passes by the hands

of the all mighty

TIME.

What

just happened

slowly becomes the past.

The memories of before hide

themselves in our mind as we recall

upon them. Some enjoy a scroll down

memory lane with others attempt to banish

these darker days. No matter the case, times

travels, recorded in someone's mind. No matter

how infinitesimal the task, time will always have a

watch, observers and a recorder. Be it you or me it

it seems that someone is always recording the second we live in as the recorded past.

 

Author's Note

The original hourglass shape is a bit distorted due to the font.