Sand slipping though our hands
Like the seconds, minutes, hours, days slipping from our lives
Running, workings, chasing,
but chasing what?
Love, happiness, money or material things?
Slowing, breathing, listening, seeing,
creating moments and memories in time.
Sand slipping though our hands,
like seconds, minutes, hours, days slipping from our lives.
— Crystal
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