An hourglass stands firmly on the mantle of a fireplace

“Sands of time” are resting quietly at the glass bottom

The passage of time has long ago trickled downward

Life events drifted behind us, not again to be repeated

The past is over, the sand lies still — but could old times return again?

A hand grabs the glass, the time machine turned upside down

Grains drop gently again — but toward a future that’s unknown

New events will usher in new memories during this clock-like fall

We learn that it’s memories that lie in the wake of time gone by

Our yesterdays not to re-occur in quite the same way ever again

Nature’s time lesson is taught often starkly and so soberly

We are to “savor life’s moments as if snowflakes soon to melt”

Time marches quickly forward, it seems, much to our chagrin

Intangible and inescapable — a realm into which all are woven

But if our memories persist, they may sustain us until tomorrow

We hope most are cherished recollections of love-lived lives, lived well

And when it comes time to surrender our mortal beings to the Creator

May our hourglass selves join the divine in the “Dimension Eternal”

Verse by Randall Wehler, September 2013