It has a place on the shelf
among the books and photos
a gift from long ago
powerful
magical
Its shape
smooth and feminine
archetypal
easy to notice
easy to watch
A thief sometimes
if I am not careful
so mesmerizing
it steals my minutes
my days
I try not to stare too long
An hourglass half dark
never showing how much remains
only what has gone
it drizzles slowly
steadily
vibrating with life
my life
And I sit
sometimes for hours
spellbound
watching the growing pyramid
of memories and moments
all the while knowing
that this time I spend
these memories I watch
are unrecoverable
Yet still I sit
watching it drain
my gift
my life
oblivious
mesmerized
enchanted
What to do?
Marv Himmel
March 5, 2016 ©