Traps of glittering sand

Hope trapped in
minuscule crystals
translucent image
of what remains

still and will be seen
for teaching a lesson
for generations to come
I was the mason

created quicksand
someone didn’t land
so soft so beautiful
can’t waste such mastery

a sacrifice made
a price was paid
my sweet darling hope
was trapped instead

forever, infinity
no even divinity
could rescue, such
is the genius of its creation

now I roam the earth
mocking with mirth
cursing the birth
of universe and time

unable to cope
such is the effect
everlasting defect
of losing hope