Never enough

 

 

Life is a beach

 

Time is made of sand

Yet flows like water around all and everything

don’t let it shift beneath your feet

Or bury your shoes

Keep your eye on it

It is a thief

If you turn your back

It steals your life

Your love

Your wallet

Like a monkey at some tourist  trap

 

The sand of time is unbelievably light

So insubstantial, in fact

You think nothing of the individual grains

There’s just so much

You think it will never run out

Then in comes the tide

And you’re up to your neck

With no time left at all

I could have sworn there was an entire beach here

You say as you disappear without a trace

That is time’s great trick.

 

 

 

Words and image are my own.

 

©2016