A Journey Through Time
The sun rises, golden and bright,
Chasing away the remnants of night.
Birds awaken with songs so sweet,
A melody woven, soft and fleet.
The river whispers, flowing on,
Carrying echoes of times long gone.
Stones once sharp, now smooth and old,
Stories carved in water and gold.
A traveler walks, staff in hand,
Across the wide and open land.
Mountains call with voices deep,
Secrets in their shadows keep.
A single step, a world unknown,
A path where countless seeds are sown.
The breeze hums through the bending trees,
A tale entwined with memories.
Villages sleep in valleys low,
Children laugh as they start to grow.
Elders sit with wisdom’s grace,
Time reflected upon their face.
Seasons dance in endless spin,
Summer’s warmth, then autumn’s grin.
Winter whispers, cold and bright,
Then spring returns in soft delight.
Cities rise, tall and grand,
Built by hearts and human hands.
Towers gleam, yet roots run deep,
Where dreams awake and shadows creep.
Letters inked with love untold,
Messages sealed in paper gold.
A poet writes, a painter dreams,
A thinker lost in endless schemes.
The ocean sings with rolling tide,
A rhythm vast, so deep and wide.
Ships set sail to lands unseen,
Carried forth on waves serene.
A lone heart waits upon the shore,
Gazing out forevermore.
Will the winds return that face?
Or steal away in time’s embrace?
The stars above in endless flight,
Ancient eyes that pierce the night.
Planets spin and comets burn,
A dance where time will never turn.
Kingdoms rise and then they fall,
Castles crumble, stone and all.
Legends etched in pages old,
A story lived, a tale retold.
Thunder roars, the sky ignites,
Nature’s power in dazzling sights.
Rain descends in silver lace,
Kissing earth with soft embrace.
A mother hums a lullaby,
Her baby smiles, eyes so wide.
A father stands with steady gaze,
Guiding steps through life’s maze.
Years like rivers rush and weave,
Carrying gifts we give and leave.
A child will grow, a dream will fly,
A heart will break, a love will die.
But love reborn in time’s embrace,
Shines once more in a new face.
The cycle turns, again, again,
An endless song with no refrain.
Footsteps press on sandy shores,
Washed away, but never lost.
A single whisper in the breeze,
Is carried far beyond the seas.
Music plays, a violin’s cry,
Notes like echoes in the sky.
The artist weaves a world anew,
A painted dream in crimson hue.
The past still lingers, soft yet strong,
A chorus humming through our song.
Names are carved on stone and heart,
Though time may bid them drift apart.
The moonlight shines, silver and free,
Casting dreams upon the sea.
Lovers walk in twilight’s glow,
Hand in hand, they softly go.
Tomorrow waits, a gift unseen,
Wrapped in moments yet to glean.
Shadows stretch, but light will rise,
Painting gold upon the skies.
A lesson whispered, faint but clear,
A truth we hold, a fate sincere.
That life will turn, that hearts will mend,
That every journey finds its end.
And in the end, what will remain?
Not wealth or power, loss or gain.
But laughter shared, a kindness done,
A story told, a race well-run.
A voice remembered, soft and true,
A love that stays beyond the blue.
For time moves on, but love will stay,
In hearts that walk along the way.
So step forth bold, embrace the light,
Through darkest hours and endless flight.
And know, dear soul, through time untold,
Your story shines in threads of gold.
