Hour End - Bullion Patch

Beneath the shroud of twilight's veil,
A fleeting echo tells the tale.
The clock breathes shallow, ticking low,
As shadows stretch and candles bow.

The sands cascade, their voice a hymn,
A song of loss, a fading whim.
Each grain descends, a life, a thought,
Into the void where time is caught.

A distant chime, a mournful tone,
Reminds the soul it stands alone.
What once was vast is now confined,
The threads unravel, misaligned.

No hand can halt this fateful flow,
No plea can stop what we must know.
For time, a phantom, swift and sly,
Will whisper once, then say goodbye.

4.25”x5"

Edition size:  25
Material:  Metallic bullion wire, thread, 100% cotton backing.
Care:  Gently clean by hand or dry clean.  Air dry only.  Do not iron.
Attachment:  Sew onto your favorite bag or garment.
Origin:  India