Another fragile Hourglass takes place
As solace slipped from the grip of ebony
Fulfilling another twenty-four to humanity

Heavens turns another blank page
Writing the course and expanding existence
Of beings living in a soon to be perished planet
Whom supernaturals called them as pilgrims of faith
And race embodied a serpent's deeds and values
despite such contrast, freedom is still evident

Come forth another a mysterious lasting day
At five, few eyes slowly flutter open
Like flower do when the coldness
And strikes of spectrum embraces them
Along with the rest of the creations
Another slate for each individual
To live their chances as they please
And dance with time's tricks

Dusks comes and the remaining sands
Sliding down the little hole in the hourglass
Darker hues creeps down the forest
Warmer hues hugs the shore
Soft, calming breeze hits the skin
Finally ebony withdraws the light
And Luna came along with a needle
She sewed another night together
Along with the constellations and the moon
Ending each person's day with a point
Or mortals called it, sleep.