Sand

There is the ancient, sinking to decay 

Rubble and dust enclose thee 

All of time turned into sand

And the top of the hourglass is empty 

Listen closely and you might hear

Sands susurrating in the wind

Only the softest of sounds

For even the air has thinned

To breathe is to be unfulfilled 

But no breath disturbs this night

The sun shall herd the shadows away

But there's none left to observe the light

There is the land, bathed in gold

Rays seeping across its skin

There is the sun, overpowering now

Until the clouds come in

The rain beats down with all its force

Encountering no resistance 

Listen closely and you might find

There is none left in existence 

To resist is to show a sign of life

But no life disturbs this day

For all of time turned into sand

And slowly dropped away