Time Moves On...

Time moves on, it never stays,

We are all just pulled along its ways.

Like the river flows, unbroken, untamed,

Time’s endless current, steadfastly proclaimed.

Time is on an eternal quest,

No destination, no place to rest.

We are but travelers in its stream,

Coming and going, like a fleeting dream.

With time, our stories take their form,

Each moment shaping a new norm.

We are mere actors in its grand play,

While time observes, guiding the way.

Life is but a fleeting spark,

In time’s vast ocean, deep and stark.

Our steps may falter, small they seem,

Yet time marches toward an infinite dream.

So let us smile through this endless ride,

Embrace each moment, with hearts open wide.

For time will flow, unceasing, vast,

Let’s leave our mark, while it rushes past.