In the stillness of twilight’s gentle embrace,
Time whispers secrets in the winds’ soft grace.
Moments fleeting, yet forever they stay,
Etched in the heart, never to fray.
The dawn breaks with a promise anew,
Hours unfolding with a sky so blue.
Sands of time through fingers slip,
Each grain a story, each second a trip.
As shadows lengthen and day turns to night,
Memories crafted in the fading light.
Time, the painter of dreams and fears,
Brushes life’s canvas through the years.
In the quiet of midnightâs silent spell,
Time’s silent song begins to swell.
A dance eternal, a rhythm divine,
In every heartbeat, time’s love we find.