Sands Of Time

Time - an eternal mystery, a serene synchronisation

Depicting permanence in nature, transience in man;

Like a river gushing into the sea

Once left free, can never be retrieved.

In the past did people respect and value,

Now do they bring it upon them to control

Oh! How hath minds and ideas transformed

Where man desires control over the entire realm.

Each one wishes to leave an imprint

Each one wills posterity to remember

Each one craves the title, 'The Great'

Yet not each one reveres time as it must

The Almighty is aware of eternity to behold

Past, present and future in his clutches

If the sands of time are to ever claim you,

Be firm on your step and stay humble on the way.