Auburn Sand

(We are grains of sand in the hourglass of Life.
Either we are above/ below or going through inevitable constriction;
ever at the notion of the Timeless Timekeeper as He randomly
turns the hourglass upside-down or downside-up.)

the hourglass –
60 minutes of cold auburn sand
in Siamese twin cones,
glass clones;

each grain besieged in a race
thru funnel of narrow space,
flushing from the top cone,
gushing to the bottom cone.

as if sucked in a black hole
quickly falls each grain…

(… of sand)

in mini enclosure
that mean to measure
time immeasurable
in a space measurable:

an hour on top, an hour below,

by narrowed cones of clones reversible;
but our borrowed lives, irreversible.

between top-cone and bottom-cone is constriction.
between emptying and filling is restriction.
between giving and receiving is benediction.

(c) 2003 Chito L. Aguilar


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