At first: you see a human - obviously an old man. He is wearing a long gray beard. He is burdened by the years he counted. He is walking along a path. A tree grows at the edge of way. It seems to be autumn. The foliage is colorful. The path is not solid, but it is sand.
The sand is sliding down to a dark hole. This hole is devouring everything. The dead king is lying at the side. His now useless sword is the next the hole will eat. Flowers are sliding to the hole. The blooms next to the hole are white. Along the path, the blooms are yet yellow or they are in a powerful red at the other edge.
The king‘s castle and the village are inundated by the sand. The sand takes the buildings to the hole just as the mountains. Nothing is too big as to be devoured.
A rounded wall surrounds the sand. The circle is another image for the time. It is without beginning and there is no end.
The time carries everything.
The sand clock is one of the first things made by the humans to measure the time - and I really like my design of the sand clock.
Thank you for the invitation to this great contest.
I wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy new year.