Time, forever on the wing,

            wondrous and eternal,

  Swaying o’er everything on earth

            nocturnal and diurnal.

  Its passage, infinite, unmarked

              by limits of restrictions;

  It tarries not, nor tolerates

                life’s endless contradictions.

   It takes with it the present,

                leaves behind its history, 

 Fathoms not the inner depths

                 of Nature with its mystery.

 Footprints on its rolling sands

                   are left in bold relief –

  Origins and causes

                     triggering joy and grief.

   Destined to eternity,

                    spaceless without measure,

    Reminding we must surely set

                     a premium on its treasure.

    Each and every circumstance,

                       simple or sublime,

     Calculates its worthiness                     

                        in terms of fleeting time.