Time is filled with many moments
And a life remembers some
With great joy
Or great pain
We hold such fleeting intensity
And forget how quickly
It is slipping through our fingers
Like sand
Even now.
Time is filled with many moments
And a life remembers some
With great joy
Or great pain
We hold such fleeting intensity
And forget how quickly
It is slipping through our fingers
Like sand
Even now.
like sand, that which is not promised to us falls quickly through our hands.