English poem
The Sun-Dial
by Florence Earle Coates (1850–1927)
THE SUN-DIAL They that read my message clear, When the sun is shining near, Know that moments tarry not Though I keep no record here.
Noiseless as the river's flow, Onward still the moments go; Naught delays them—yet they be Freighted for Eternity!
As the sand drops from the glass, Unreturning, so they pass; And the Power that bids them fall Knows their value—each and all!