♦ The Shifting Sands ♦

Beneath the earth, the bones do lie,
Where shifting sands in silence sigh.

The world above may change its face,
but death remains a steady place.

No more the cries, no more the fight,
The soul finds peace in endless night.

A resting place in nature’s hand,
Where time does slip like grains of sand.

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This poem is a short meditation on death, memory, and the quiet constancy of the natural cycle. The central theme is mortality—how human life ends, but nature and time continue. The tone is calm, contemplative, even consoling rather than fearful. Death is portrayed as a release from struggle, a return to stillness.

10/4/25 - James Kastner