THE OCEAN IN A TIME GLASS

A SMALL POEM INSPIRED BY THE PASSING OF MY GRANDMOTHER, A WORK IN PROGRESS THOUGH.

Swept away by it's rhythm
Engulfed in it's tide
I never got the chance to say good bye

Everything just flows in it's own time
Disregarding my thoughts and actions
I am just carried by those feelings that sweep me away

Left with sand clinging to me
Trying hard to brush it off to no avail
The more I sweep away the more I find and tears roll down my eyes

Frustration makes my head pound
I walk away and start back
Heading towards something that will wash this away