Dunes...

Seems like everything i reach for
     turns into sand
and slips through my hand
     Can a life of Job have any hope?
What is there to understand
     when the odds seem insurmountable,
when you wear grief and near madness
     as if it were a mantle about your shoulders
weighing you down?
     What if Atlas did shrug?...

There's too much to sweep under the rug
     can't go blaming unseen gods above
just how does one recover
     when you can't discover the sickness unto death?
The loss of a single breath is too much time lost
     and there, again, is that concept;
Time and the sand in a hourglass,
     time runs out, your world turns upside down
and you must start all over again...
                08-03-10