Temporal Tapestry

In the realm of shadows, where moments reside,

There dances an enigma, forever untied.

A concept elusive, yet woven in rhyme,

I bring you a tale of the cosmic chime.

Time, the relentless, with its rhythmic sway,

Guides the celestial, in its infinite ballet.

From the birth of stars to the fall of leaves,

It weaves a tapestry, where destiny cleaves.

With steady pulse, it counts the passing years,

Etching wrinkles on faces, marking joys and tears.

A river of memories, flowing without cease,

Whispering stories, both sorrow and peace.

Oh, time, a master of transient dreams,

Where moments flicker like celestial beams.

It stretches and shrinks, a paradox profound,

A force that binds and sets free, all around.

It paints the canvas of seasons in their prime,

From blossoming springs to autumns' decline.

It wraps life's chapters with an unseen thread,

Binding beginnings to endings, where love is spread.

Yet, time is a thief, stealing seconds away,

Leaving echoes of laughter and regrets in its sway.

It teaches us patience, with its relentless stride,

But reminds us gently, that nothing abides.

Through the hourglass grains, it trickles and slips,

As memories fade, like the sinking of ships.

Yet within its confines, lies a beauty untold,

For every precious moment, we can hold.

Embrace the present, as it gracefully unfolds,

For time, like a phoenix, forever remolds.

Carpe diem, seize the moments, be bold,

In this grand symphony, let your story be told.

So, let us dance to the rhythm of the spheres,

Embracing each heartbeat, conquering our fears.

For time, though elusive, is a gift we borrow,

To shape our destiny, and cherish every tomorrow.