Each grain of sand
gently cascades down
at its own pace,
as minutes to hours to years pass.
Since eons, till eternity
in the infinite realms of universe,
for reasons known or unknown
life happens,
without a rhyme or rhythm.
Between
the many sunrise and sunsets
the dark and light
the regrets and letting go
the improvidence and foresight
the scars and smiles
the heartbreak and love
a transformation or regression
a rise or fall,
the boundless space is consumed by
clash of emotional encumbrance,
till realisation dawns
that between yesterday and tomorrow
the only time to be alive is today,
to make a choice
to be in the “Now”,
to free the soul,
before the last grain in the
hourglass of life
drops down
to be lost in the vast dimensions
of the sands of time.
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