A Simple Point of View

The glass is made of sand
The grain is trapped within
We fail to understand
So quick the flip begins

Until it's spun again
We only keep our vision low
Lost within each hand
The time and wish to hold

Those sifting pulls depart
Only now it seems we're seeing
Born short days apart
From life, to lack of being

With just a table-turn
The hourglass breathes new
Our struggle, now we learn
A simple point of view
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A simple point of view
Our struggle, now we learn
The hourglass breathes new
With just table-turn

From life, to lack of being
Born short days apart
Only now it seems we're seeing
Those sifting pulls depart

The time and wish to hold
Lost within each hand
We only keep our vision low
Until its spun again

So quick the flip begins
We fail to understand
The grain is trapped within
The glass is made of sand