In the silent dance of shadows, time whispers low,
Moments like grains of sand through fingers flow.
Each second an echo, a heartbeat’s gentle beat,
In the tapestry of life, where memories meet.

A sunrise blooms, a promise of a day anew,
Yet in its descent, the twilight bids adieu.
Stars emerge, guardians of the night’s embrace,
Silent witnesses to time’s unending race.

Leaves fall, a testament to seasons past,
Their journey brief, yet their impact vast.
For in each cycle, life and death entwine,
A reminder of the preciousness of time.

So hold each moment close, let not a second slip,
For time, relentless, will forever trip.
In love, in laughter, in sorrow and in strife,
Embrace the fleeting beauty of this life.