The silent sands of time

Encased in silver, richly bound

Shimmering like gold

The tiny flecks, so fine.

Forgotten lay those golden grains

Till merciless winds in fury

Came crashing into life

To tear everything apart.

Pieces of the shiny glass

Lay shattered all around

Beside a heap of sand

That once had shone like gold.

Picking up a handful

Of flecks, once richly bound

I opened my palm to find them

Slipping through my hands.

Tears scalded down my cheeks

As each tiny grain slipped by

Bringing back the memories

As the silent grains came to life.