Created: April 1, 2023

Life slips away, like sand through my fingers,
An endless stream of moments that linger, 
Each passing day a reminder of time, 
And the fleeting nature of our earthly climb.

As I watch the world around me fade, 
And the shadows grow longer in the glade, 
I can't help but feel a sense of loss, 
For all the moments that I'll never again cross.

The people I've known and loved so dear, 
Are slipping away with each passing year, 
And though I try to hold on tight, 
They slip away like stars in the night.

And even as I try to cling, 
To the memories that keep them from leaving, 
I know that time will keep moving on, 
And they'll be gone before too long.

But in the midst of all this pain, 
I try to find hope and strength to sustain, 
For though life may be fleeting and brief, 
There's still beauty in this world, beyond belief.

So I'll keep pressing on, with all my might, 
And cherish every moment in my sight, 
For though life may disappear from view, 
I'll hold onto its beauty, forever true.

Context: The poem "Vanishing Time" is about the fleeting nature of life and the passing of time. The speaker reflects on how each passing day is a reminder of time and how life slips away like sand through their fingers. They feel a sense of loss for the moments and people they have loved and lost. The poem conveys the message that even though life may be brief and fleeting,there is still beauty in the world that can be cherished and held onto forever. The speaker tries to find hope and strength to sustain them through the pain of loss, 
and they vow to press on and cherish every moment in their sight.