Sands....

The more tightly I gripped,

The more easily it slipped,

The hand never held the sand

For more than a split second.

I can't contain it,

I can't control it,

I can't have a plan,

It flies with wind.

I made my castle

I raised my flag

Came a wave and,

All became just sand.

It got washed away,

If not blown away,

It never remained,

Never lasted long.

It harbored snakes,

Was home to scorpians

That bit me & stung me,

Wounded, I will always be.

But some voice divine,

Tells me that the pain

It will be healed

By these very sands,

The sands of time.....