Running
Running
Out of time
We carry sand
In our pockets
Weighted with hope
We stumble
Grasping for more
But it is heavy
The sand spills
The clock quickens
And we find ourselves
Running
C. Churchill
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Running
Oh this is lovely. Aging…
Beautiful poem about “Running”…out of time, for our lives or out of energy. I love all the different metaphors especially the idea that we become weighted with hope as more sand spills…