Hourglass

Hourglass



The candle flames amidst a sea of black
are like the stars against the dying sky
that swiftly change course and do not turn back,
swept they be for Time's melody is nigh.


And here I now walk with this dark parade,
grieving with tears for one I've never met,
cursing the Hour that continues to fade
that spares naught a second even to Death.


For Mnemosyne's gift of memory
cannot bring thee back from the Elysian Plains,
nor bribe Charon enough to ferry me
across with just a word of love or thanks.


Time is the enemy, full of despair,
always taking away, never once fair.