Hourglass Poem by Thompson Emate

He watches us as we race with time,
Finding our feet in the turbulent clime,
His hourglass is set as we chase our desires,
As we become our sole umpires.

We pursue so many things,
We're considered lucky beings,
Whereas we're hollow on the inside,
Though enameled with dazzling lights on the outside.

As we journey through life's pathway,
Time begins to show us deeper into the day,
We embrace the invisible,
We understand that it's the door to the visible.

His hourglass signals an end to our timeline,
The body lets go of its lifeline,
The unseen is revealed,
The soul is no longer in search of the redemption field.