knocking the sand clock as I run,
Why does it approach so fast?
And does not leave me to my past.
Is it another veil I need?
Or is it some new sprouting seed?
Or more so just another weed?
Oh what is that, but wait, I cant see,
You have leashed out, I am still so wee.
Darkness darkness where do you lead?
Into the valley or to the reed?
I turn around to see you in the eye,
I smile, yet I know you are a spy.
Do tell me who sent you here,
When I am near what is there to fear?
You smile back at me with glorious wrinkles
Is it how you mock,
or are you really pulling my sock?
What is a tug of war without might,
I know, I know but I still want to fight.
But the sand clock is now turned
And all your shape is so churned,
I have a wand here with me,
I wash my feet now with more glee
Another hour, oh here you come,
But now I hail with the brave some!
