RESiNATE
01-29-2005, 12:50 AM
The Last Grain Of Sand
The tumbling motes of silicon
Fall steadily through the hole
I'm careless of their passing
But witness to their toll
They sit atop each other
Departing, one by one
Filling spaces left behind
'Til at last, they're done
Thousands become hundreds
In their inexorable release
And when I least expect it
The flow will simply cease
I'll shake the glass in fury
And curse Fate's evil hand
And watch the final journey
Of the last grain of sand.
RESiNATE - 290105
The tumbling motes of silicon
Fall steadily through the hole
I'm careless of their passing
But witness to their toll
They sit atop each other
Departing, one by one
Filling spaces left behind
'Til at last, they're done
Thousands become hundreds
In their inexorable release
And when I least expect it
The flow will simply cease
I'll shake the glass in fury
And curse Fate's evil hand
And watch the final journey
Of the last grain of sand.
RESiNATE - 290105