Time,
A quantifiable data,
created for our convenience,
as seconds, minutes and hours,
in days, months and years.
But does it works that way?
for, our perception may vary,
depending on our attachments,
contacts with the subjects,
that influences our consciousness.
Some say, time is like a river,
ever flowing, mountains to the sea,
and past is like a dense forest,
where memories were hidden in darkness,
only some pieces flows to the present.
The present, a green meadows,
where flowers of hope and desires,
blooms under our nurturing and bondings,
attracting others as we interact and share,
or wither away due to lack of love and care.
The future is far away, on the horizon,
with immense potentials in the vast ocean,
as the river flows and get assimilated,
where the sun rises, rainbows forms,
hiding the treasures, yet to come.
But remember, like a hourglass,
that stands silently pouring sands,
every moment keeps passing by,
slowly away from our hand,
only to a point of no return.
Then again, it's an illusion,
for, we can also slow it down,
like species who have a different perception,
looking at the world in slow motion,
living their short lifespan with contentment.
Time is precious,
as it's a way to monitor ourselves,
make plans, and have experiences,
to achieve whatever we wished,
to live a life of fulfillment.
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