In the gentle whisper of the morning light,
Time weaves its stories in the fabric of life,
Moments slip like sand through open hands,
Yet each holds a universe, vast and bright.

The echoes of laughter, the shadows of tears,
Dance upon the waves of endless years,
In the mosaic of dreams and silent fears,
Life’s melody plays, tender and clear.

Through seasons that paint the world anew,
Time guides the journey, both bold and true,
Each step a note in the symphony of days,
Life’s fleeting beauty, in myriad ways.

As twilight embraces the horizon’s edge,
Time whispers secrets in the heart’s pledge,
To cherish the moments, both tender and grand,
In the river of life, led by time’s gentle hand.