He ran ever so fast
then saw a sandcast
right before him.

He stopped abruptly
to see what he could see
in light so dim.

His sandcast artist friend
could not mend
his life within.

He touched the cast of sand;
it came apart in his hand;
his friend’s life did spin

and descend in the hole
out of control
in light so dim.

He saw the sunrise
— running reprised
and said a prayer for him.