A Positivly Mind Blowing Experience | I was digging around, and found these... enjoy :)

Well I hope the word exists in English...Anyway the flowing of the sands, the sands of love, like the ones of time, that was the first idea. Then the fact that  you mentioned not trying to stop a moment's passing, you can't stop the clepsydre sand flowing, not stopping one grain. And the fact that it never stops, it goes on and on like that...That's what you poem suggested. To me.