And so this is the newest edition to the collection known as the works of Nav`re. i hope you enjoy so here to you all I give
” Sifting Sands”
Dawn,
The last beautiful sunrise.
An ocean of time lies before me,
And here I sit in contemplation.
An out streached hand clutches franticly at what remains,
The sands of time slip though my fingers with a practiced ease.
Slowly the sun draws across the horizion,
Despritly I close my hand attempting to keep what little remains.
A rush of sand,
And time skips a full beat.
As the sun sets, the waves draw closer,
Stealing the sand gathered beneath me.
Soon the light shall fade,
Hiding forever behind the horizon.
Opeaning my hand to glimps that which is left,
I stare in wonder, as the winds take what is mine no more.
Lying amisdt the sand,
The waves crash upon me.
Gently,
They carry me off, with the setting of the sun.
It is Dusk,
The end of my day.