In the stillness of dawn, time whispers low,
Through the ages it flows, a relentless show.
Moments fleeting, yet memories stay,
As seconds drift into the endless day.

Time, a river, ever ceaseless and bold,
Stories untold in its currents unfold.
With each tick, a heartbeat, a rhythm divine,
Marking the passage of life’s grand design.

Shadows lengthen as the sun dips low,
Time’s embrace, in twilight’s glow.
A dance of hours, both fast and slow,
In the vast expanse, where dreams grow.

Night descends, cloaked in mystery,
Time’s subtle threads weave history.
In sleep’s embrace, we find our place,
In the endless journey, we all must face.