Sands of Time

Sands of Time

I’ve been thinking about the sands
Of time and how the speed with
Which one strand can flow so quickly,
Compared to one that trickles at best,
Is quite breathtaking.
What are we to do, armed with this knowledge, yet unable to interject?

I’m of a mind to just roll with it,
To be accepting in the truth
That the only thing I can truly control
Is whether I turn left or right.
Today, I turned right.
It’s a start of sorts.
Of sorts.

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