THE HOURGLASS / by Joe Castorino

As I begin the day,

My guardian angel

Turns over the hourglass,

So now I have a full hour

To start my day in calm,

With the little grains of sand

Falling down ever so gently;

But then The Enemy

Abruptly turns me upside-down

By unexpectedly flipping the hourglass

Back over, and with the 

Suddenness of a desert storm,

Fear has decapitated Time,

And now the little grains of sand

Rain down — and rain down hard —

Like splattering drops of blood,

As I carry my cross;

Our Lady of Love whispers

In my ear and encouragingly

Reminds me to approach

The Sea of Mercy

With great trust —  

Just then Our Blessed Lord,

With a carpenter’s strong hands,

Gently yet firmly places

The hourglass back into 

An upright position and

Time is resurrected to new life,

And so I continue to meditate upon

The Miracle of Divine Mercy.