Time Is Short

Time is short,
The sands of time are filtering,
Through the hour glass,
Every granular a memory…
A part of me.

Lord forgive me,
For trashing the beaches of my life,
With all the things I have done…
All the things I have yet to do.
Help me edify, help me mirror you.

Earthly clock is ticking,
The winds of time,
Are building dunes,
More hurdles I must climb.
I climb them to glorify you.

Alarms of pressure are ringing,
I turn to glass,
More fragile than before,
But I reflect your light,
Like a prism projecting a rainbow.

The soft chimes are calling,
It is near the end,
My hour glass almost full,
With the granules of my sand.
I will soon say goodbye to the beaches of my life.

Time is short,
A vapor in the wind,
Our earthy clock is ticking,
The alarms will be ringing,
Until the chimes call us home.