Sands of time


The sands of times

Drift over me,

Covering and hiding

Me from being seen,

In the shadows of Pharaoh’s

And under the watchful sphinx

I lay down in sand that covers me deep

I lay my body down here to sleep

Under golden grains feeling like filigree

I don’t even worry if I can breathe

As I wait for the sandstorm

To let out its powerful roaring cry

Sand dunes hide where I lie

As I feel the end is drawing nigh.

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