Vivienne Geyerhahn // HOURGLASS

Time flows freely through the glass

Preciously gliding away

At the blink of an eye.



As we watch

Tiny grains of sand

Slowly make their way down,

They never seemed so meaningful.

One by one the grains are slipping through,

causing time to pass much faster than we hope.

And every grain we do not cherish, is time we will never reclaim