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.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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