At the time it seemed

I was stuck inside an hourglass

Big chunks of stone

Surrounded me on every side

I could barely move

And when I did… it took forever

So much strength was needed

And I felt so weak… so small

But time kept sifting through

And I kept climbing over

Shifting landscapes under me

I look back on those hours

And the boulders are but sand

Tiny little obstacles of life

No longer jagged and sharp

But smooth and soft

And I wonder at the absurdity

Of perspective