sands of time

Thinking ahead into eternity
I lost the fragrance of yesterdays
Thinking beyond the horizons
I lost the sand beneath my feet
Thinking into the depths of infinity
I lost myself in the shallow haze
Yet I find a gleam of hope,
To soar into the skies, a rising,a rebirth-
-Towards the shining sliver of eternal desire?
-Or is it fathoms deep down into myself?

Wishing for the sands of time
To pour down,drops of golden hue
Into me,deep down...into me!

Footprints...

Lofty! Thy steps on the threshold.
In mirth I find thee, desolate, I watch,
Thy footprints harsh, merging in.
Writhing in pain, eyes misty, myself.

Come, bury the pains, each tear shed,
Come, take me with thee, to thou abode...

the fire...

the fire spreads its wings
as if on a soar, so high
the breeze blew by, gentle
and the fire gave a swell
fumes evolved in wisps
hanging like an orb.
fierce drops of red hot fire
sputtered and splattered.
tossed into it, a paper white
saw the edges crinkling
devoured by molten heat
the white vanishing, a haze
red turning black; ashes
withering, kissing the flames
and the fire died down
an aftermath of doom,a silence
and a gentle breeze blew by
ashes seemed to rise again,
a new form,a new life,a new birth
soaring high, a rekindling of the fire,is it??