A mastery of time beckons play

In the presence of the Hourglass,

Its transient dance understanding

Its fleeting clasp within close grasp.

To wield its power, to hold the key,

In tune with life’s rhythmic beats,

To manage moments, to set them free

Must allocate energy, focus, space and seats.

The sands within an endless stream,

Move along time’s relentless flow,

A reminder of life’s ceaseless dream,

A silent pause to observe the way we grow.

Not finite bounds, but endless scope,

Three symbols in the skylight show,

Time’s fertile cognitive march, signs of hope

Of renewal, without fear, permission to grow.

Above, a rainbow paints the sky,

Time begs to be honored, used with care,

So the promise of brightness may fly

With rewards to replace despair.

Patience, virtue, in the ticking clock,

For just as tides obey the moon,

In tranquil seas, in nature’s rock

The rhythms guide, the spirits swoon.

The Hourglass seeks to deliver,

In its sands and in its flow,

The gentle embrace of wisdom,

In the essence of all we do and do not know.