A lost Chance

Listless Sand breaks and bends
Freed from the twining arms of the Hourglass
A second a minute an hour a Day is lost
As each waves crests and breaks on the Shoal
At the end of it we turn back to look at the all Work done
And see but the vast that is still left undone
A sad penny drops
A drop, a dew burns
Where is this end?
The Horizon that goes further still
Where is that which will matter
Where is that which brings life back
As the sand slips from listless fingers forlorn
I look and Life; why is it still alone!

The Lonesome Beast

A ripple is cast in the Pool of Life
When you yourself do not recognise
A panting breath as you land in midst
With wild eyes and bleary view
And see the reflection of a new beast
Absent reason, cause, instinct or pain
And then you look at the eyes of the Beast
And see yours staring back again
For the ripple is you sans fur, claws or teeth
Absent cause yet filled with savage glee
When did you lose your way
Absent of mind found none to hold you in sway
And then scratched in the Forests of the Night
Found bleeding here to stay
When did you lose yourself
As the Boatman of the twilight sang his song
And you saw you being taken by
When did you lose what in you was best
And are now a Beast
Absently scratching by