Sands of time...the days of our lives, are each like a grain of sand. Accumulating through the hour glass of time. Flowing endlessly and methodically like ocean tides without question to its purpose. As days progress into months and then years, all concept of time becomes lost. Found in photographic memories in the albums of our minds. We flip through the pages as we smile over the love that's touched us and we cry over the pain that's suffocated us. We question where the time has gone. Have we made the most of our time? Have we loved as our hearts desired? How will the rest of our lives unfold? Distorted time, a piece of the puzzle displaced by indifference, monotony, boredom and negativity. Analyzing the trial and errors of our ways. Detecting the similarities and differences between our puzzles and others. Wondering why some of us make progress and others not? All it takes is a heated breath to blow the grains of sand into a whirlwind of flying fragments,
that is now your life!
The completed image only coming to fruition...
In the retrospect of your life...
Understanding that our individual life is part of a greater whole...
Grains of a beach...
Which are the sands of time...
-Liz
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