Time pours around us, bright and thin as glass
Each golden second slipping through our hands
I wrote your name with hopeful joy in sand
And watched the tide erase what destiny planned.
Between my fingers, to where it went to lay
Inside the hourglass that holds our days
Every falling grain is a memory to name
To teach me to treasure, treasure what it weighs.
Thus I carve your name on Petra stone
Where storms do kneel and faithful pray
So preserve these letters until the final horn
When mountains rise like dust and blow away.
Till then, be safe where sand and sunlight run
Let healing be the hymn your body sings
I love this Earth more deeply now
As it kept your here among its fragile things.
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 6:17 PM UTC
Time pours around us, bright and thin as glass
Each golden second slipping through our hands
I wrote your name with hopeful joy in sand
And watched the tide erase what destiny planned.
Between my fingers, to where it went to lay
Inside the hourglass that holds our days
Every falling grain is a memory to name
To teach me to treasure, treasure what it weighs.
Thus I carve your name on Petra stone
Where storms do kneel and faithful pray
So preserve these letters until the final horn
When mountains rise like dust and blow away.
Till then, be safe where sand and sunlight run
Let healing be the hymn your body sings
I love this Earth more deeply now
As it kept your here among its fragile things.