The Hourglass

Woman of infinite beauty,
eyes of crystal and celestial body,
horizon where sleeps the eternal sun.
With flowing lines and undulating waves
the mountains, fields and streams mirrored you.
Out on the blue deep, I
was but a lone seafarer when you came.
So shrill the siren call
I could not tell the sky from the sea.
Countless hours of hope and despair
all driven by your call,
but must it end without your love.

Hourglass: the sand that flows is me.

The spell remains floating
like a link in a timeless chain.
Lost on a desert caravan I
roam the dunes of ancient time,
withered and parched and mind awry,
forlorn of your magic waters.

Woman in my mind, the hourglass
shall never stop flowing for you.
If only I can keep this heavy heart adrift,
lest it drown in its sinking sadness.

Woman of infinite beauty.

Copyright 2008 Francis Don Daniels