In the tapestry of fleeting hours,
Time weaves stories both old and new,
Each moment a whisper in the night,
Painting dreams in hues of blue.
Shadows dance in the moonlit air,
Echoes of laughter, whispers of tears,
A symphony played on natureâs breath,
Time’s gentle hand, erasing fears.
Stars above, guardians of the past,
Hold secrets in their shimmering gaze,
As time flows like a river vast,
Guiding souls through lifeâs endless maze.
In the quiet of dawn’s embrace,
Time stands still, a fleeting grace,
Moments shared, forever cherished,
In love’s embrace, time is nourished.