His Sandcast Artist Friend

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.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s