Where moments merge and weave,
Resides the dance of time, both swift and slow.
A party of memories, we believe,
Unfolding chapters, as life's rivers flow.
From the cradle's gentle, tender embrace,
To the twilight years, where wisdom dwells,
Time's current guides us, leaving no trace,
Through valleys of laughter and sorrows' wells.
Its ceaseless rhythm beats in steady sway,
Marking the heartbeat of days and nights,
As seconds slip, like grains of sand in play,
Time's whispers echo in timeless flights.
It weaves its threads through history's grand stage,
Unveiling tales of triumph, loss, and grace,
An ever-turning wheel, age after age,
Where destinies combine in cosmic embrace.
With each passing hour, new stories unfold,
The young bud blossoms, while old leaves fall,
A symphony of change, untamed and bold,
As future's music festivals awaits the call.
Oh, the flow of time, an eternal tide,
That binds all souls in its relentless sway,
May we embrace its current, side by side,
And cherish moments, as they slip away.
For in this dance, where time and life combine,
We find our purpose, in each fleeting breath,
With hearts connected, love's essence shall shine,
And memories, like whispered echoes, shall outlast death.
So let us waltz upon the stage of time,
With gratitude for each step we take,
Embracing the rhythm, both sweet and sublime,
For in its flow, our destinies awake.