Time turns (poem)

the clouds turn like an hour glass
only they do not fall,
the skies do not fall.

a grain of sand so small
it represents time on a massive scale.
a cloud so light
suspended by the sun,
time will preveil.

and when it is time
the clouds will fade away,
and when it is time
the sands will turn to dust.

but they will not be gone
for time is endless and there
will be another time to measure.

another earth
to call home,
another star in the distant night sky.

and the clouds will be up above.

just thought iā€™d write this to cheer me up