The sand drips down,

Through the narrow hole;

Mocking at the

Lack of time.

The tides come and go,

And the waves follow;

Reminding of the

Flowing time.

The time's dripping

Down and down,

And never returning

From my hands.

Here I stand.

Amidst the unknown,

Waiting for a road

To appear.

Alas! I'm unaware

Of the road's working;

I'm ignorant about

The path ahead of me.

Take a step forward,

And never look back;

You can't even,

So tick-tock the clock goes.

~☆~✧~✧~☆~

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

Anna